A Little Story is...

One day I was sitting at my table, 

writing on my things, 

when my friend sent me this pic:

 I thought to myself --yes! 

You should drink that! Good for you! Yay! (Etc.) until I texted her: 

"Wait."

Because suddenly I'd noticed: ISN'T THAT MY HOUSE?

 Sure enough.

The next morning I texted her,

 "This is breakfast wine, right?"

and I was bein' just a little silly

until I realized:

Oh--this is COMMUNION.

And when my empty glass and empty plate showed me so clear the One who emptied himself out for us, I took a second to look at this
Emptied Out Season just a little bit,

Differently.