if in this life only we have hope in Christ, we are above all men most to be pitied.
i’m so thankful that there is more coming. another day. a dawning of something new and beautiful and true, and a place where my sinful heart will be broken and restored and made new.
a place where heartbreak will cease. when the Lord will wipe away every tear from the eyes of his beloved, who mourn and weep and grieve over sin and brokenness and their own wretchedness and even things which are temporal and fleeting and obsolete.
a day when Christ’s victory over sin and death and the grave, and all the fall-outs of sin, will be forever erased.
i am so thankful that there is more. that this is not it–this is not the end. that there’s more coming. that the end of the story is beautiful. that while we wait, and hold our breath, in anticipation of what is to come, we live in the wonder of it all.