This is your life. This is beautiful. This is a gift.

[starsight]

the weight of the glorious gift bestowed upon me, given to my clumsy hands, is almost enough to break my heart. my God in heaven has blessed me with a more wonderful wife than i could've dreamt up, a better job than i could've asked for, and all of this on top of His absolutely relentless, unstoppable love. its just... unbelievable. its incalculable, the length to which He's gone for me. its immeasurable the distance that He's brought me and mine.

whether in the brightest days or the darkest nights Christ is Lord. so when life is hard again, and it surely will be, my Christ is enough. i hate everything that is the modern prosperity gospel but right now the beautiful truth is that my King reigns in this wonderful season of tangible prosperity. i won't reduce the significance of my King's blessing because some wolves would sell the cross as a hood ornament to an otherwise decent life. i have no decent life apart from that rugged cross. i wouldn't take it if i could. i just want whoever reads this to really know this. if its nothing and Christ or everything i want without Christ i will always take the former.

why?

because He's better. He's just better.

thats where we live.
thats where we die.
thats where we stand.
thats where we lie.

at the cross
by the Shepherd's side
healed by His wounds
saved by His stripes