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02:57am | Nov 01, '07 | No Comments
Sometimes I don't know why I even try.
And then I lift my eyes up.
To the cross.
To the scarred hands.
To the beautiful, broken eyes.
To the carpenter, the builder, the cornerstone, Adonai, Yahweh,
First, Last, intimate friend, knowing parent, loving companion,
faithful Father, creator, artist, and all that makes life worth living,
worth everything, worth every tear and every laugh.
And I know.
Jesus, precious Jesus.
All I am and have, and ever hope to be.