livinbyproverbs31
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"Whenever I say 'I want to go home.' .....I don’t think people really understand how much I yearn for it. There are days when I wake up, where if it weren't for Jesus Christ, I would not be able to get out of bed. Not that I’m ungrateful for the mercy God shows me every morning by waking me up; its just that I’m tired. But it's not the tired that can be fixed by staying in bed for a couple extra hours. I’m talking 'bout the tired that seeps deep into the heart. I know you know what I’m talking about because I can see it in your countenance. I know you are just as weary as I am. I feel your discouragement. And I see that you are heavy laden with burdens. And although your face may radiate light; I see the lines that surround your both your eyes and your smile.
But (there’s always a but), there is hope. And no matter how bad things get here on earth, We have to be willing to endure it all if it means that in the end, we’ll get to be with our Savior. If we lose everything, so be it. I’m telling you, there’s nothing that can happen to us that will be so bad, that Heaven cant make up for. You see, Heaven isn’t about the mansions; or the crowns; or the streets of gold; or visiting other planets; or even riding all the animals. Heaven to me is all about spending the ceaseless ages getting to know my Savior. And because my finite cannot fully comprehend His infinite; even if I spend all of eternity being filled with the bread of life and fountain of living water; I will still never get enough. I don’t need a mansion as long as I’m kneeling at His feet, sheltered by His glory. No crown can I accept on my own merits except the one made of thorns which Christ wore. I wouldn’t even see the streets of gold cause all my eyes will be able to behold is His being. I will begin at His feet; and like Mary Magdalene, I will wash them with my tears of happiness and dry them with my hair.
As I cradle myself like a child on His lap; I shall reach around to embrace Him and in doing so, I will feel the wound which He received in His side on my behalf. With my head leaning on His bosom, I will hear His heartbeat echoing loudly in my ear and vibrating throughout my entire being. Slowly, my heart will come to match His. Our two hearts will beat as one. Then I will touch His hands; palming them against mine; scrutinizing the beautiful scars. And finally…..finally, I will look into His face. Breathless. His mouth will stretch into a radiant smile. And I know, I know, it will be just for me. His eyes will gaze into mine. Reaching within and around my heart; speaking to me the divine language of love. A selfless, compassionate, beautiful, unconditional love. One that literally drove Him to hell and back. And after all of this. I will close my eyes and sleep.......
And be tired no more."
- A good friend of mine wrote this, and I can't even begin to explain how blessed I was from it. I'm so glad that He gave us our Body of Christ, to study, worship, and fellowship together to the tune of The Word.
I cannot stop grinning.
But (there’s always a but), there is hope. And no matter how bad things get here on earth, We have to be willing to endure it all if it means that in the end, we’ll get to be with our Savior. If we lose everything, so be it. I’m telling you, there’s nothing that can happen to us that will be so bad, that Heaven cant make up for. You see, Heaven isn’t about the mansions; or the crowns; or the streets of gold; or visiting other planets; or even riding all the animals. Heaven to me is all about spending the ceaseless ages getting to know my Savior. And because my finite cannot fully comprehend His infinite; even if I spend all of eternity being filled with the bread of life and fountain of living water; I will still never get enough. I don’t need a mansion as long as I’m kneeling at His feet, sheltered by His glory. No crown can I accept on my own merits except the one made of thorns which Christ wore. I wouldn’t even see the streets of gold cause all my eyes will be able to behold is His being. I will begin at His feet; and like Mary Magdalene, I will wash them with my tears of happiness and dry them with my hair.
As I cradle myself like a child on His lap; I shall reach around to embrace Him and in doing so, I will feel the wound which He received in His side on my behalf. With my head leaning on His bosom, I will hear His heartbeat echoing loudly in my ear and vibrating throughout my entire being. Slowly, my heart will come to match His. Our two hearts will beat as one. Then I will touch His hands; palming them against mine; scrutinizing the beautiful scars. And finally…..finally, I will look into His face. Breathless. His mouth will stretch into a radiant smile. And I know, I know, it will be just for me. His eyes will gaze into mine. Reaching within and around my heart; speaking to me the divine language of love. A selfless, compassionate, beautiful, unconditional love. One that literally drove Him to hell and back. And after all of this. I will close my eyes and sleep.......
And be tired no more."
- A good friend of mine wrote this, and I can't even begin to explain how blessed I was from it. I'm so glad that He gave us our Body of Christ, to study, worship, and fellowship together to the tune of The Word.
I cannot stop grinning.
