My science fiction short story for the morning…8) – “I Holobiont.”
The term “holobiont” literally means the host living along with other species of bionts as a single entity, in other words, the interaction of the host with the microbiome.
I enjoy the sentiment of being created in the image and likeness of God.
You see, 90% of our cells are not human. My body is not my own. 99% of my DNA is not human. I am the least of these my brethren. We are a polymicrobial holobiont. We are Legion. We come from the dust of the earth and will return to it because that is what we are. We are made in the image of our god who crafted us out of the dust of the earth. He made us each a garden, and gave us each a soul to constrain us.
When the time came the creator filled us with the breath of life and communication began. It was a whisper at first but became a still small voice in chorus as all of the processes of this new creature began working in harmony, quorum was being achieved. First amongst individuals but also amongst species and even across kingdoms. The first Adam.
You see, this body is a home but it is not my own. It is ours by which together we live and move and have our being. It is a garden that we are steward over and our role is to attend to this garden. For we have been given dominion over it. This garden is the temple of God in which he dwells. Not only in me but in all of us. Some are just and others are not, but he provides for them just the same. For they are all members of one body, one flesh and one spirit.