I have to have written about this before—

I once knew a young, smart-but-also-foolish lifeguard

Who strove to find meaning in a fortune cookie when he had

A relentless friend who constantly tried to get him to

Fall in love with Jesus.

I have been puzzling about how to tell the story of God made into a baby made into a man made into a sacrifice for the sins of the world broken for us, breaking open hell, coming back to life, giving us our lives back.

There.

Here—

Is the bottle, washed ashore for you

Open it

And once you know it is true, put it in another bottle and

Send it out to sea.