One on one,
that’s what it is.
In a room full of people
it’s really one on one.
Vicarious stand-ins
represent Him,
I represent myself,
my thoughts,
my actions,
my heart.
He offers the Bread
to remember His life
and His example,
to acknowledge
the Resurrection.
For hope.
I accept it
and it becomes part of me
to remember
His life,
His example.
He offers the drink
to remember His blood
and His sacrifice
to acknowledge the whole Atonement.
For hope.
I accept it
and it becomes part of me
to remember
His blood
and His sacrifice
I close my eyes
and say a prayer.
I ask to be forgiven
for my human nature.
“But,” I say, “so-and-so
did this and caused my reaction
and caused my weakness
to manifest.”
I look away
and He cups my face
in His hands.
I look Him in the eyes.
“This is between you and me.
Not them.
This is our one on one.
They will have their
own one on one with me.
But I am just focused
on you right now.”
I nod.
There is no competition
between me and them.
My only quest is to
become like Him.
I do that best
when I accept
His life
and His blood.
The two things
I cannot do on my own.
But I can
with Him.
One on one.
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