How Can You Be Glorified??

"To live is Christ and to die is gain." Philippians 1:21

It's easy to see how dying is gain. We will be with Him, the Lover of our hearts forever in glory, no longer to have to wrestle with the sin that has bound us and the pain that it brings in this life. But sometimes, it's harder to see how to live is Christ because we are still in this sin-cursed world. And we have problems of our own.

If we read before and after the verse, it gives the context. "I eagerly expect and hope that I will in no way be ashamed, but will have sufficient courage so that now as always Christ will be exalted in my body, whether by life or by death. 21For to me, to live is Christ and to die is gain. 22If I am to go on living in the body, this will mean fruitful labor for me." He is saying that either way, Christ will be exalted. Yet can Christ be exalted if we only focus on our problems in this life? How can he be exalted when we lose the will to live, when life becomes tiresome and we don't want to deal with the trials that come our way? He cannot, that I know. But how can we stop feeling  this way so that Christ may be glorified?

This is my question, but the answer seems to elude me.

Her tears flowed as the Devil whispered lies, But she fought on her knees with muffled cries. Her words were taken from her as if by a spell. The only word she remembered, she clung to: HELP.

This is what I feel.... And I don't know how to stop. I've tried going to God, but it seems like I am only using him to fix me and i am not going because i love him. I want to love him. But at times I feel I don't know how.

I need LIFE spoken into mine. It no longer seems like one. I have not glorified Him as I ought...

POISON

She's crying for help in her own hidden way

She longs to be told that it will all be okay

But she's tired of hearing old, worn-out lies

She needs to hear the truth that she cannot find

She suffers alone where nobody sees

And although people ask, she never tells the whole story

She thinks if she pretends everything is fine

She might be able to live a semi-normal life

The pain that she hides is very real

It cannot be fixed with a kiss or even tears

All she wants is someone who will listen

Someone who can admit that they cannot fix it

She's tried so hard to get herself out

She's stored up her frustration; she's talked it out

Nothing seems to work, she's still empty inside

She goes to bed with this feeling each pressured night

And she still doesn't know why she's feeling this way

She wishes there was a reason to explain it all away

Because she doesn't want to face that she's not right with God

But there's a poison deep inside her heart that she's found she cannot stop...