Some dip it in water hot
        up and down,
Just enough to color
        a kind of brown.
Others let it sit
        to absorb
All it has to give,
        black and strong.

When we dip our lives
        in Christ,
There is a dyeing
        a color sacrifice,
But when we abide
        there is a death.
Tea fully steeped
        you can't go wrong.

Consider the Christ.