2 Corinthians 3:7-18

 ⁷ The old way, with laws etched in stone, led to death, though it began with such glory that the people of Israel could not bear to look at Moses’ face. For his face shone with the glory of God, even though the brightness was already fading away. ⁸ Shouldn’t we expect far greater glory under the new way, now that the Holy Spirit is giving life? ⁹ If the old way, which brings condemnation, was glorious, how much more glorious is the new way, which makes us right with God! ¹⁰ In fact, that first glory was not glorious at all compared with the overwhelming glory of the new way. ¹¹ So if the old way, which has been replaced, was glorious, how much more glorious is the new, which remains forever!
 ¹² Since this new way gives us such confidence, we can be very bold. ¹³ We are not like Moses, who put a veil over his face so the people of Israel would not see the glory, even though it was destined to fade away. ¹⁴ But the people’s minds were hardened, and to this day whenever the old covenant is being read, the same veil covers their minds so they cannot understand the truth. And this veil can be removed only by believing in Christ. ¹⁵ Yes, even today when they read Moses’ writings, their hearts are covered with that veil, and they do not understand.
 ¹⁶ But whenever someone turns to the Lord, the veil is taken away. ¹⁷ For the Lord is the Spirit, and wherever the Spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom. ¹⁸ So all of us who have had that veil removed can see and reflect the glory of the Lord. And the Lord—who is the Spirit—makes us more and more like him as we are changed into his glorious image.
 

 Restoration

Looking through windows, never on the outside.

Snow envelops the figures before me, Its chill never sweeping my face.

My body is enclosed by warmth, But my emotions are frozen, never changing,

My core full of dissatisfaction, unhappiness. Where is the joy I once felt?

Unrevealed, my heart lies covered, unexposed to feeling, to You.

How do I stop faking apathy, knowing it is not where I should be?

Knowing the problem is I feel too much I use apathy as my escape.

But it is a dangerous place for a person to live, a residential cage.

I sit in constant torment, with the fear that it will become my norm. 

Slowly I watch as all of the emotions I once fought, no longer form.

With the passing and turning of time my life has been remolded,

Transformed into a lethargic ennui of days in and out.

But like a bride on her wedding day You unveil me to your glory, to your countenance. 

My emotions flood, reminiscent of a child’s before the dike of society’s indifference set in.

Your Spirit liberates my heart to sing out, to feel all that I’ve pushed aside.

You are God and in You my joy is restored.