Raisin

I feel like a spiritual raisin. No, I don’t even feel good enough to be called a raisin. Grapes only become raisins by soaking up the sun. I have not even been soaking up the sun (read: Son). Therefore, I am less than a raisin. Spiritually, I just feel dried up.

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