Glory

Glory looks like the cross. Living Calvary-love manifests His radiance. What privilege, what wonderful mystery, to be witness to such an incandescent love through the death of our own flesh. Sacrifice melts down in the fire to its purest form, love. What then is sacrifice but greatest bliss? The shadow is gone. Indeed, it is for joy He went to the cross, because He knew heaven's most magnificent secret. Love is stronger than death; sacrifice breaks the grave; the ones entombed are made alive; eternity is here.