To surrender to a sacrament is to open to a flood to be swept clean away and carried to a spring fresh shore to feast with friends and never again carry a burden to exhaustion, or succumb to fear, or be numb to love. Surrender to a sacrament and be joined and rebuilt again and again and again to give in ways unforeseen to be the empty grave for generation to generations.
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