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ZEKE
I cut out of work early on Thursday since I’d cancelled Lily and Levi’s four o’clock appointment. Although exhaustion hung on me like an oxen’s yoke since Tuesday night, I pulled on shorts and my running shoes, hoping to tire my body to the point I would pass the f**k out.
I ran on empty. Literally. My feet pounded the pavement, my breaths rasped in my ears, and still my brain refused to shut up.
I’d given in to temptation. Kissed Lily. Enjoyed the f**k out of Levi’s hand pressed against my d**k. Acted on the lusts of the flesh when I should’ve stood firm in my determination to prove myself a man of integrity.
Of faith.
My failures should have assured me of my need for a savior, but my focus honed in on the battle between the old and the new me rather than just accepting what
