i am so anticipating the weight of glory beyond all comparison. i can’t wait to see Jesus, to hug Him, to finally see the one who i knew was always with me but i couldn’t see, face to face. i can’t wait to actually meet him, and see His scars in His hands. and His eyes. i can’t wait to sing and dance and play instruments and praise Him, i can’t wait to see Amy again and meet my grandpa, and do all the things i never got to do here