Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Heavy

We are hard pressed on every side, but not crushed;
Perplexed, but not in despair;
Persecuted, but not abandoned;
Struck down, but not destroyed.
We always carry around in our body the death of Jesus, so that the life of Jesus may also be revealed in our body.
For we who are alive are always being given over to death
for Jesus' sake,
So that his life may be revealed in our mortal body.
So then, death is at work in us, but life is at work in you.

Every time something horrible is gripping you and you have lumps in your throat that trigger warm tears to stream down your face. Every time you endure the painful loss of everything you are, everything you worked for and believed you would be. The moments you stand from conceding to the skin chilling hopelessness Every time you lay in bed with a chest so heavy you think the weight will bend the bed frame, remember these lines. Matter is not created. The death to you makes room for the perfection that is Him.
Today ladies, it's personal.

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