Monday, July 4, 2011

Been awhile since my last post. Lately, three very dear friends have been grappling with so very serious problems that has had me in a tizzy. One has leukemia which has relapsed, another is on a ventilator fighting for his life and another has lost her home through no fault of her own! I don't know about you, but there are some days that I really long for Heaven. To be with the Lord where noting evil or vile can touch me or my friends would be such a relief! No more worrying or fighting with impossible situations and knowing my family is safe would be wonderful!!
Perhaps that is the biggest blessing God has given us... the surety of eternity where there is no sorrow or pain. It is really a "blessed hope" as the Bible says. So when the waves of your storm are getting high and you're tiring of the fight...look up. Heaven is coming one day, and it will never end! Can't wait; how about you?

1 comment:

  1. This SO reminds me of that wonderful song given to me by brother Perry Burns back in the day when your Dad was still pastor at Southside. I will post the words here for your blog-following friends:

    This old world is filled with disappointments and troubles every day.
    Many times I get discouraged, and I almost lose my way.
    Then I remember I’m just a pilgrim in this troubled world below,
    And there’s one thing that keeps me singing as I go.

    We’re not home yet, children, so keep your eyes upon the Savior —
    Just a few more days to labor, then we’ll sit down beside the river.
    How we long to be with Jesus, and our loved ones gone before us —
    There’s a better day a-comin’ — we’re not home yet.

    There’s a land filled with milk and honey just waiting for me —
    One day Jesus will come and take me over that sea.
    But my eyes keep watching and waiting in this troubled world below,
    And there’s one thing that I keep singing as I go.

    We’re not home yet, children, so keep your eyes upon the Savior —
    Just a few more days to labor, then we’ll sit down beside the river.
    How we long to be with Jesus, and our loved ones gone before us —
    There’s a better day a-comin’ — we’re not home yet.
    There’s a better day a-comin’ — we’re not home yet.

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