For a while longer I live in this body of weak flesh and bones. I struggle and moan. Not to be free of this it, my earthly tent, but for my body to be brought to its end. Not to die, but to get rid of the mortal part, the part that breaks, gets tired and is weak. My body longs for its fulfillment ~God has already given me the Spiritual part of this glorified body … I simply wait now for the completion his promise, to make all things new.