You hold the reins on the sun and the moon Like horses driven by kings You cover the mountains, the valleys below With the breadth of Your mighty wings All treasures of wisdom and things to be known Are hidden inside Your hand And in this fortunate turn of events You ask me to be Your friend And You, You are my first You are my last You are my future and my past The constellations are swimming inside The breadth of Your desire Where could I run, where could I hide From Your heart's jealous fire
"A man…should never give all his heart to anything which will end when his life ends." -C.S. Lewis | Then Jesus told his disciples, "If anyone would come after me, let him deny himself and take up his cross and follow me. For whoever would save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for my sake will find it. For what will it profit a man if he gains the whole world and forfeits his soul? Or what shall a man give in return for his soul? For the Son of Man is going to come with his angels in the glory of his Father, and then he will repay each person according to what he has done. Truly, I say to you, there are some standing here who will not taste death until they see the Son of Man coming in his kingdom."