Though You have been faithful, I find myself surrounded, walled in by fear and darkness. If I focus my eyes only on the bottom half of this image, I feel overwhelmed. You tell me to look up. You, Yeshua, the author and perfecter of our faith, have gone before. You have conquered the law of sin and death. I look forward, fixing my eyes on You, the Firstfruit of many brothers. You have paved the way, dividing the walls of death before me.