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"Overcome the finite with the infinite." I read that this week. It was in context, but you don't really have to know the context to appreciate it.

Overcome. Strength, grace, vigor, majesty, victorious, winner.

Finite. Small, weak, tiresome, momentary.

Infinite. Forever, wonder, beauty, mystery.

That is where my brain goes when I hear those words. I love stuff like this. It's just a little, linear command. Overcome the finite with the infinite. Simple enough. You read that and it's short and sweet, gets to the point, and my first reaction is, "Yeah, makes sense. No big deal." But the more I think about it, the more it is a huge deal. It's the answer to so many things. Overcome the finite with the infinite.

I guess my problem is that when I think about things that are finite, I think about stuff like this day, this year, this semester, this cup of coffee I am drinking. These things will all end. They are finite. But you know what else is finite... my grades, the clothes I buy, the roof over my head, the money in my pocket, this skin I wear, this mac that I type on. Those things will all end. A time will come when they will all pass, and only the infinite will remain.

Only the infinite will remain. My very soul, my savior, my father, my one true home. Those are the things that will go on forever. Those are the things that will remain. Those are the things that will overcome the finite. Money is not forever. What people think of me is not forever. What clothes I wear, what boys I like, what house I live in, those things are not forever. They are not forever, but I act like they are. On some level, I think of them as infinite. I think that money will overcome the finite. I think that because I live in a certain place, that will solve all my problems.

I struggle to maintain a true eternal perspective. I always have, and maybe I always will, but I haven't always been aware of it. I don't think I have always recognized it. I pray that as I continue on this journey, Jesus would continue to reveal the depths of my heart for what they really are, and that in that brutal honesty I would turn to the infinite, I would turn to him. Christ our joy and strength.

Overcome the finite with the infinite.

For what is seen is temporal, but what is unseen is eternal. 2 Corinthians 4:18