Born To Be - Poem by Timothy Branch
Born to be. There are many things we aspire to be. But what is it that you are born to be? Born to be born again. Why is that unbelievable friend? It has nothing to do with your attempt at being such. But is has everything to do with the redemptive power in the sacrificial gift for mankind. I'm grateful for the door to exit death. I run though it to leave behind the sting of death. Born to be born again unto life. Shed this one to obtain eternal life. Born to be free. Come along and see come along and see.
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