I forget that death if life and life is death. What I despise about this reality will be overcome by life itself. It is not life I despise. Though I long for the end. I forget that I desire life, not death.

For while we are in this tent, we groan and are burdened, because we do not wish to be unclothed but to be clothed with our heavenly dwelling, so that what is mortal may be swallowed up by life.

unbroken

waiting for the day
that all is unbroken
systems, people, institutions, hearts, love