It is a story that has been told countless times. God decided to dwell among us, to become man and God, to suffer and shudder and never sin. He died, was buried, and then rose again. And the story could end there, but it doesn’t. It lives on in us, in how we engage with this. We have a choice to believe that this is true, to accept salvation in a broken world and for a world to come.

I stared deep into myself and found lack. Jesus filled that lack, and thus these poems. Thus for you, perhaps. Thus for you.

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