Baked
...into bread for others.
Everyday I must resist the hardening happening in this large oven I call my life. Things happen for good reason. Things happen for no reason. Regardless, I can count on time to dispel my convictions. When it’s sunny I look into water to see myself and the blue sky. When it’s cloudy I look into water to see what’s swimming beneath. Today I pray to be baked, but only to a soft perfection, so I may then become like bread for others, palatable and life-affirming.
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