I was reflecting yesterday on how great the contradiction of being in these bodies of death is. If not for the sustaining flow of grace, how could our confidence in these invisible tokens and the brightness of our hope continue increasing?
And I also thought in awe of the unity of our voices as we all testify of the same Christ... Same Spirit... Same power and knowledge and consistency of experience.
While the substance of our hope remains invisible to our natural eye, we are amassing overflowing stores of knowledge upon the bedrock of truth and our souls which we could once never satisfy are now ruled by peace in the security of His refuge.
Praise God!
