Today, I thank my Author, for the star that burns my face,for grace, for breath, for every heartbeat kicking within my chest, for the Son who kept His hands up, for the people I am meant to live myself to death for. For bigness. For smallness. For bread. For wine. For all they represent. And the eternal feast that’s waiting. And the hope, the future that is the currency of all those who trust Him.

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