The
beauty of this place, my eyes behold.
Yet,
it does not fill me.
For
my soul yearns for a greater fulfillment,
One
that is not received in this world.
Created for this purpose, my eyes see
The
things that were created to be seen.
Yet,
because they are tied in flesh,
They
are restricted to see only
What
is capable in the flesh.
But
my soul yearns for more.
My
soul reaches for the hand
Of
my spirit, and longs to be
One
with the Spirit.
Then
in spirit, I will come near
Him
who is Spirit,
The
Creator and Ruler of all things,
Things
seen and unseen,
Things
created and
Things
of flesh and of this world.
From Spirit, Jesus Christ came into flesh
And this world.
And in death and His own resurrection,
He defeated things of the flesh
And this world,
Conquering all things,
And in doing so, creating a new life,
A new body, a new place,
For dwelling together with Him,
Forever and ever.
There
is where my soul wants to be.
There
is where my spirit longs for.
There
is where my new body,
Joined
together from created flesh
To
Heavenly Spirit
And
everlasting soul,
Where
finally and eternally
The
real and true beauty of God
Was
created for us,
Will
be seen and enjoyed
Forever
and ever.
