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mercy comes with the morning

mrs. hotch

So we do not lose heart. Though our outer self is wasting away, our inner self is being renewed day by day. For this light momentary affliction is preparing for us an eternal weight of glory beyond all comparison, as we look not to the things that are seen but to the things that are unseen. For the things that are seen are transient, but the things that are unseen are eternal. For we know that if the tent that is our earthly home is destroyed, we have a building from God, a house not made with hands, eternal in the heavens. For in this tent we groan, longing to put on our heavenly dwelling, if indeed by putting it on we may not be found naked. For while we are still in this tent, we groan, being burdened--not that we would be unclothed, but that we would be further clothed, so that what is mortal may be swallowed up by life. He who has prepared us for this very thing is God, who has given us the Spirit as a guarantee.

2 Corinthians 4:16-5:5

I was married to Mr. Hotchkiss on the thirteenth of March in two thousand and ten. I prefer to write out numbers than use numerals. The only class I've ever failed was Introduction to Computer Science, and I failed it twice. I am a college dropout hopelessly in love with academia. I am a wife trying to glorify God. I am being perfected by Jesus. I write about all of the aforementioned things (some more than others).