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As I rise from my slumber this morning wondering about the glory which God has for me, a smile comes to my face. God is more than good. Jesus, in his sacrifice, provides for me a promise. A promise of an eternal future. A future greater than I can ever imagine. That I could be an object of perfect love astounds me. As Paul here writing to the church in Corinth states, “Meanwhile we groan, longing to be clothed in our heavenly dwelling,” I long for the day in which my groans will turn to heavenly leaps of joy. And who is it to say it is not possible with God?
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God, there is no dread of my life here on earth being over. You gave it to me. You clothed me in my present circumstances, and you will clothe me again. I shout with joy unspeakable and full of Glory in the mercy you bestow.