Abide in Vine

A man physically crippled surrounded by friends.  A home filled to overflowing.  The Healer surrounded by followers, doubters, haters.  A rooftop desperation-driven digging .  Dirt and particles of filth fall upon His upturned face.  A literal party crasher.  Priceless are the friends who carry the broken to Him for healing.  This dwelling, abiding is not meant to be journeyed alone.  Tabernacle together.

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