Treasure Island

Timothy Branch

(Petersburg, Virginia)

To die for


It's so hard to die for you. When I see you I see all that you do. I see the entire body of sinful work without DNA's exact trace. How could they do that before heaven's open face? Who am I to question? It is required if me though you cannot see that it is destiny's charge for me. I must do so when by me shekels times thirty is such a miniscule cost because God wants back what sinful desires from within men lost. A relationship with God is to die for of course. Die to yourself or die by your obedience to the whims of your flesh. No matter how pleasurable those may be, you are not to die for them but to abhor them instead. I see my neighbor as myself and love thee enough to share this stuff. Now love yourself enough to die now not later to this stuff.

Submitted: Sunday, March 31, 2013
Edited: Sunday, March 31, 2013
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