When everything else is stripped away, five simple gifts remain.

Steam off a cup

Life does not come with guarantees. We labor and build, love and lose, and the harder we try to master it, the more it slips through our hands. Ecclesiastes has a word for that: “hevel,” a breath, steam off a cup on a cold morning.

And God set eternity in us anyway: a hunger for what we can sense and never reach.

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