Russell A. Cardwell Online

The body knows it is dust and will return to dust in the end, and grieves for itself. The spirit, however, knows itself to be eternal and glories in this knowledge. Both strain after the glory they rightfully possess, or will possess in time.

But unlike the spirit, the flesh’s hope is tenuous. Therefore, in those rare times when it senses the Truth—that it will be made incorruptible, that it will inherit all that the spirit owns, that the two shall become one—then in those rarest of moments, it revels in a joy too sweet for words.

—Stephen R. Lawhead

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