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For Christmas, someone gave me a paperwhite bulb,
sitting atop a dollop of soil, in a tiny tiny pot.
I put it on my window sill, and ignored it.
Spring Break came, and I thought it was time to plant.
So, I got a new pot and filled it with new soil.
I went to put that bulb inside of it, and I thought: Oh no.
The bulb was dry, crinkly, shrunken.
The little bit of stem shooting out was brown, shriveled.
I thought: It's too late! I killed it, before it even had a chance to grow.
But I planted it anyway. I put it pretty deeply in that soil,
only the top exposed. And I hoped for the best.
This morning, the stem shoots high and green.
It's almost getting out of hand.
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I do not know where you are today. I cannot control your decisions or tell you what you need. I won't, in point of fact.
But can I ask?
That you would plant yourself deeply in the soil,
and not just sit on top?
There is more at stake here, than a little paperwhite.
[redeem, verb: to free from what distresses or harms; to release from blame or debt; to regain possession or recover ownership;
to convert, restore, atone; to save]
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