coming out of a test, and all my mind can think about is the two submissions i have coming up.
this semester has been a continual sprint. i feel my mind not so much stretched but pressed, someone else pressing down, through, in, within. i feel like a log along a river, drifting towards an unending end.
am struggling to be excited for VBS camp on thursday. think of all the children who will be hearing the gospel during those three days! think of the eternal joy that may befall those who not only hear, but believe! what grace the gospel brings, what peace it can give to a young soul.
yet my eyes are still turned toward the earth. give me the heart to love Your Word, and the passion to teach it.
Consider how I love your precepts!
Give me life according to your steadfast love.
The sum of your word is truth,
and every one of your righteous rules endures forever.
Which word of men will stand? None, but Yours endures forever.
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