That's the best way I can explain what I feel, as I sit here in awe of it. It's more peaceable than any earthly thing you could extrapolate out of your intelligent mind regarding peace, sweeter than a feeling you could ever imagine having would be, and more steady than what piddly, wobbly thing you thought it was to be unchanging.
It's just Him.
You're breaking off the chains,
You're breaking off the fear,
You're breaking off the disappointment of the seasons,
When I thought Youd left me,
You're never gonna leave.
Everything is different, somehow, and I do not pretend to be a knowledgeable theologian about such matters, but I will say that something has shifted in the deep part of things. It will prove to change everything else about me.
If I did not die, then the wine would not be poured out.
If I did not die, I would stay old and decaying forever.
But I did die. And I was crucified with Christ.
Is this what it feels like to be raised with Him?
I thought I would lose part of myself if I let go. That was a lie. You must lose your life to find more of it. You find your life, you cannot be concerned about saving it. You must die to live.
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