When I am born again, I promise to live as Christ lived.
The way that I live is partly because I’ve been on the other side. If I imagine experiencing what He experienced, being like Him will be more intuitive.
I can imagine myself growing up as a foreigner in Egypt, a refugee.
I can imagine myself mocked and whispered about as an illegitimate child.
I can imagine myself warning friends that foxes have holes, but I have no home.
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