"Tis' your fate to be who you are." Those words rang in Chris' ear since the sermon at his church. They were walking back home already. Seemed like a dream. He turned to his brother, Tim. Unlike his name, Tim was actually a cool guy. Strong Christian, great hair, Mother Teresa outlook.
"Hey, Tim..." He flashed his usual happy-go-lucky grin at Chris.
"Yeah?"
"Do you believe in fatE?" Tim kept on walking.
Then he said casually, "I'd take the Evil out of myself, and believe in faItH, rather. Give yourself an Inner Healing, you got me?" He walked on.
Chris didn't get it. I did, though.
That was totally spontaneous. I don't know how it popped in my mind at all.
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