It is bright and early on Easter Sunday. I have a hard time with the literal story of
Jesus dying and coming back to life 3 days later. Today I am more in sync than ever with the
metaphorical concept of being reborn to a new life. After getting paralyzed at 22 sometimes I
would think of it as being reborn with a birth defect. Now it is as if I have been reborn again to a
life of sobriety, love and happiness.
I think of it as being all I can be, fully human, in love and service.
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