His hand is heavy, His burden light.

His hand is heavy, His burden light.
and i struggle, i struggle beneath it.
this love is hard, this yoke is easy.
and i struggle, i struggle with it.

for man is but breath and dust, and He is power and spirit.
how can such things come together and remain unchanged?
they cannot.
for dust collapses beneath the weight of this eternal glory, bestowed upon it, a gentle pressure.
pressure.
how i feel it.
how it turns my heart and crushes my thoughts.
how it drives me.
how it consumes me.

and consumed, i long to be consumed.
this cycle of sacrifice and surrender prods eternal tides of grace and glory within me, and a hunger, unnatural, births more hungers within the deepest parts of my spirit.
hunger upon hunger.
grace upon grace.
surrender to surrender.
glory to glory.

His hand is heavy, His burden light.
and i struggle, i struggle beneath it.

this heat is my sustenance.
this fire my redemption.
such destruction never felt so loving.

and i am a forest, and He is a fire, burning low, wild, until every last part of me is consumed in flame and left in ashes.

how then is there more to burn?
burn, burn, burn.
burn it all Lord.
this forest grows fast.
keep burning faster than this forest grows back.
may i be an eternal mess for you.
it is all i want.
it is all i desire.
nothing else compares.

For Your hand is heavy, Your burden light.
and i delight in struggling beneath it.
in this struggle i find freedom.
in this struggle i find love.
in this struggle i find me.
in this struggle i am made whole.

for i do not struggle alone.
You struggle with me.

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