Remind me of the day when I first woke up,
A little dazed, a little clumsy, but happy to be alive.
Remind me that though the destination is not the road itself,
the road is part of the destination.
Remind me that for every slip up, 'fess up, hiccup I make,
life through death,
resurrection through sacrifice
shall daily, more and more, suffice.
Remind me in the gathering around the table,
communal, ceremonial, and celebratory,
is a frame in the film,
and the film itself is glorious.
And the filmmaker, well,
he's been beaming since day one.
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