I live with eternity in my heart.
Sometimes it’s so real I can touch it.
Sometimes it’s so very far away.
No matter what it feels like, I remain constant in what I believe – the promise of eternity with God in Heaven.
Death came early for so many in other times and places. How did they manage? Did they see something we don’t see much these days?
All these people were still living by faith when they died. They did not receive the things promised; they only saw them and welcomed them from a distance, admitting that they were foreigners and strangers on earth.
I am comforted when I remember there will be a day when God will make everything right. When tears and pain and grieving and death are gone forever.
And we will be reunited with those we love who died too soon.
How can you live without this hope?