Avinu:
You shattered the vessels containing your  lights.Â
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And shortly after, I smashed my father’s statues and stood alone in the fragmenting dark.
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That’s where you found me, Avinu.
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Starving and angry,
I went out in search of the land You promised me.
And in my quest to please, held a blade to my son’s body.
The idols, laughing darkly, and never far behind.
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It is time to leave the idol shop.
To look beyond the insular broken pieces.
To crack through our collective pain.
And recover the hidden light.
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Not the light inside idols but the light that came from heavenly vessels.
Imploring us to remake the brokennessÂ
By piecing ourselves together, whole.
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So that when we are seek You, Avinu, we do not sacrifice others or even our own soul.
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Rather, we rise in the presence of Your light, loving others with a shine so bright it rivals all the stars of heaven and illuminates the path to the blessed Land you promised.
