It has only been two days of exploring the richness of 2 Tim 2:11b-13, and already my flesh is complaining at the lack of movement.
"There are more exciting things ahead! Don't waste your time on this! You'll never finish the book at this rate! "
And yet, I linger just a little longer to examine the finer details of what is before me. To grasp the inner workings and to behold the wisdom and power that have made such a thing.
No, flesh, I am not done here yet. Not yet...
EDIT: I guess I should note that I am still on the first part of 11b, "If we have died with Him."