Here is one of the first images I gathered. My youngest brother James gave me his soul almost immediately. He tried to give me 100% of it and said he loved me and that I was his brother so I deserved it all. I said, "But what if you die early? A part of you won't get to experience reborn life immediately." He kind of frowned, and then said "Well how about 16%?" It was cute. He said later he gave me 16% because that was the age when he found God. And that made me think about how (older) people go to church and proclaim that every dollar they earn, they will give 10 cents back to the Church. It's moving to hear my brother try to give me such a grand portion. A lot of people I have talked to thus far want to keep it to themself. They say that they would disgrace God if they gave away something that He gave them. But my brother sees it as a sacrifice to a greater good. He isn't selling his soul to the Devil, or giving up something he doesn't care about, something precious. He does it because he knows what will come out of it will be good, and inspiring, and will make people think about their own spirits. I only have his picture to show, because he is the only one I want to show. There were more, but I want to dedicate this blogspot to him.
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