Before anything …
JESUS.
Re ~ member my soul into Truth.
Repair the splintering of all my yesterdays.
No wonder you came as a carpenter, making tables to serve Bread.
Then, when the wine ran low, You filled the vats anew with vintage they’d never tasted before.
Feed me, Lord of Bread and Wine.
So, so beautiful. I love that He came as a carpenter, as well.
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