Oh Tom, I agree with you totally.
There are some days that are so bad, all I can think about is heaven. I am so glad we have that hope to hang onto. I used to dread getting old. I hated seeing my hair turning grey, but now, I see things differently. Every wrinkle, every grey hair, is only a sweet reminder that I am getting closer to going home. I don't dread birthdays anymore, I cherish them. It's one year closer to being with my Beloved. But until then, we must continue to run the race. I only hope and pray that I will hold fast and continue to press towards the mark for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus (Phil 3:14)
laura