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I once worked as a general helper at a Sears Repair Center in Orlando back when repairing things was a thing. People brought in their broken TVs and lawn mowers and I moved them to wherever they needed to go. My supervisor didn't mind that we enjoyed our work. He told me I shouldn't carry my coffee when moving merchandise to and from the customers' cars. It sent the wrong message, that I was focused too much on my own wants and not enough on the customer's. I agreed with him. He taught me something. Another memory was of a coworker who used to joke, "Reality, what a concept." I still think that phrase is funny.
It is reality that people live in fantasy worlds. Unreal fantasies are themselves real in that they exist in reality. To live in a reality where Jesus Christ is defeated isn't conceivable to me. So, as St. Paul writes, "I am crucified with Christ, nevertheless I live. Yet not I, but Christ liveth in me. For the life I now live in the flesh, I live by the faith of the Son of God who loved me, and gave himself for me." I take St. Paul to mean that Christ can come to cohabit my flesh, and thus be resurrected in my body and in the bodies of others. This seems to me another of reality's many paradoxes, that a long dead seemingly failed Messiah is actually the ever present living saviour of us all.