Father Son Holy Spirit
The Father is the invisible untouchable mystery God, who is only known in the Revealed Son. The Spirit is both the love flow between the Father and the Son and also their combined flow outward in eternal expansion into all the wonders of creation. Which encompasses all.
I find no way to separate "them" because "they" are always one.
There is always the unmanifest Father, revealing Himself as the expressed Son, and by their word together the Breath moves to create the heavens and the earth and to declare them good.
It is impossible to find one without the other.
Likewise it is the same in us. This is beyond names and creeds and doctrines, though we we are not denying those which have been our foundation. It is just that at the precise point of realized unity as Jesus said is ours in John 17 -- "that they may be one, even as we are one" -- from there the Godhead (Father, Son, Spirit) is the operative reality in which we live. Jesus said he always did as he saw the Father doing, but do we think that meant he had some special spiritual sight so that he could look directly into heaven and he would see the Father standing there, making mud out of his own spittle to heal a blind man, and then Jesus would do the same? We don't really think that. We know he meant something else.
But where does the Father come from? How do we hear Him? How do we identify Him?
"No one knows the Father except those to whom the Son reveals Him." In other words, it takes a son to manifest, to reveal the Father.
That's where we come in. Beloved, now are we the sons of God.
Hey, I didn't say that; the apostle John did.
And what this is meaning to us is that we aren't waiting around for somebody else to step up to bat to or come flying down out of the sky. Now are we the sons of God. Which means (since THE Son was this way) we are sons who always do what we see the Father doing.
Now how can we know that?
Same way Jesus did. "The Father that dwelleth in me, He doeth the works."
But still, how is it we see what the Father is doing?
Simple. "The Father that dwelleth in me, He doeth the works."
Jesus only asked if when he returned would he find faith on the earth? Faith not in ourselves or in any sort of ability or quality whatsoever of ourselves, but only by faith in the Son who reveals the Father, which is the Spirit Who has entered our hearts whereby we cry, "Abba, Father."
And it is this same Spirit whereby we echo Paul's, "We having the same spirit of faith, according as it is written, I believed, and therefore have I spoken; we also believe, and therefore speak" (2 Cor 4:13).
What we believe we speak, and what we speak is what we live. And what we live creates an outflow into the whole world and affects everything.
So it is a big job to be Christ, the Son of God, manifest in the world. It could go to somebody's head. And they could mess up. We all know of a case or two, starting with ourselves.
But the Lord sheds us of that notion, that we have to fix ourselves, and instead fixes us steadfastly in the life of Another Beyond, and then in unity with our outward selves he manifests himself day by day in this world, and it is an expanding continuation daily of "the Father that dwelleth in me, He doeth the works." Even though it comes in peace and turmoil, in smooth sailing and choppy waters, at the end of the day, after all the wondering and the pondering and the fretting and the sweat and the doubt, at the end of the day after all that, He is seen as He was at the beginning, which is, "We love him, because he first loved us," and in that love God is seen as All in all. Including in the sweating and the fretting. (Hint: what was Jesus doing in the Garden of Gethsamane? Was He One with the Father when He was doubting if the plan that had gotten him there had maybe been a faulty plan?)
Every moment, the Father in me is finding Himself in the Son in me, and by the unbounded love they share within themselves which spills into the same unity with Father Son and Spirit as "they" have with each other, they flow out of me in waves into the world to continue to build up the city of God. And that was the reality of Gethsamane. In EVERY moment the Father found Himself in the Son, and the love of the Father toward the Son in finding Him pleasing in all that He did, even in tidal waves of doubt that assailed him so hard that blood flowed from his forehead; even there was the Father revealing Himself in the Son. The Father is revealed in the Son as much in the doubting, almost weakling in the Garden, as much as the He is seen in the fiery preacher to the hypocrites in the temple. And in all that Father is saying: "Thou are my beloved Son, in whom I am well pleased."
But let's not be thinking this is some sort of holy roller thing or some sort of ecstatic hypo-religious buzz, but rather just plain old you and me being ourselves in the world. Daily, regular, normal, life. That's what builds up the city of God. What we do everyday. Go to work. Take care of our families. Civic activities. Get a barbecue. Church activities. Vacations. Down times. Late night TV. Getting the car repaired. Talking to people about weather. Being alone.
That is doing what we see the Father doing. It all goes full circle. You are the Father manifest in the Son, and by you and he as the fire in your heart, light goes out into the world and the salt of your life seeds the landscape with flavor, finding everything's individual taste brought out by the saltiness which has permeated everything by you.
But again, we don't think about that. We just live. But that is really what is happening: we are salting the world with the flavor of Christ just by living in it as the house of his dwelling. But it's just us getting flat tires fixed or buying tomatoes at the market. Harmless as doves (but wise as serpents).
Father Son Holy Spirit.
"I believe, and therefore have I spoken."
(This is not for just me to say, but for anyone to say.)