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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