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Tempered Temptations
A weighted shard of ragged edged molten metal The cast iron wedge of the world is driven into the heart of the believer with each compelling nuance to become one with God
Peace disrupted Satan’s ranks laugh at our inept attempts to declare allegiance to our Lord They bow down to the one who, with a mere waggle of his finger draws nigh those on the precipice point balancing self and selfless
They laud his presence and persistence knowing condemnation awaits yet to bask momentarily with him in his temporal glory over one of God’s own is worth every minute of eternal damnation
How strong is such a force that all material sins bend to honor him and yet to do battle on our own behalf all we are given is free will to choose
~Branch Isole © 2007 |
