Hundreds of Refining Dust Heart

I am a mortal, but blessed by God, I will survive hundreds of calamities, and receive the outpouring of the Holy Spirit. Carrying the soul into the world, accumulated in the red dust and infiltrated, turned upside down by immortals and demons, will eventually become immortal But the body is just a skin and flesh bag; My heart is a dusty heart, but I have gone through hundreds of trials, passed through endless purgatory, and traveled all over the world. Sweep the universe, fight against natural disasters, survive several reincarnations, and eventually become a god But God, it was never the end.