I’m trying to remember Jesus.
Not that I’ve ever really forgotten him. But there once was a time when he was my first and highest thought.
There once was a time when my relationship with him took priority and precedence over everything else.
Somewhere, sometime, somehow in the past 30 years I pushed him aside, although that sounds harsh, a violent, one-time shove.
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