The weight of His glory still rests on me… in the wake of being wrecked…
To have Him reveal His faithful love… its perseverance… willingness to bear all things… and trust us with free will… it’s just too much…
The weight of His glorious… awesome… love… held Him to the cross… and today… it holds me in a state of rest… and… trust…
Weighted… rest…
Weighted… trust…
For this light momentary affliction is preparing for us an eternal weight of glory beyond all comprehension, as we look not to the things that are seen but to the things that are unseen. For the things that are seen are transient, but the things that are unseen are eternal. 2 Corinthians 4:17-18 ESV
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