But the Pharisees were disturbed by this and said to each other,
John 12:19 TPT
“We won’t be able to stop this.
The whole world is going to run after him!”
Lord sometimes it seems
I’m slogging through mud
Splattered with sin
Condemned by crud
The curse of the flesh
Systems of the world
Make me to wish
My banner was furled
Why should I fight
When I fight alone
How much dare I risk
For an unseen throne?
Yet in the quiet
I hear a small voice
“My son, don’t despair
In fact, now rejoice!
The moments of trial
Are really a sign
Your home ain’t this world
You really are Mine!
The clods of this earth
That cling to your flesh
Are how I’m plowing
To sow life afresh
So every betrayal
And heartbreaking loss
Helps Me save the world
By bearing a cross
Let this be your comfort
As you run this race
This slog that you’re on
Will show all My face!”
Today I will keep slogging
Until I
And others
See HIS face
Radically Happy 
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