When one is blessed and fortunate enough to reach their mid-seventies eternity looms larger and larger on the horizon. Earth, and the things of earth, begin to recede. If wisdom has only grazed your mind, if one has only a dollop of common sense, if serious thought only occurs in passing, still one should ask himself, or herself, am I ready to meet my Creator face-to-face? How sure am I He will welcome me with a smile?
I have just been re-studying the eighth chapter of Romans verse by verse, line by line, word by word. I thank God for the miracle of the Internet as I am able to instantly bring up many different translations of that chapter. I am able to quickly examine the Greek word for every word in that chapter. I am able to minutely study the verb tenses. And God rewards my industrious perusal of His sacred Word tremendously.
Peace with God is a marvelous gift. What a comfort it is to know that if facing sudden death in any manner you can have the consolation of knowing full well that immortality and eternal life with your heavenly Father and His Son Jesus Christ awaits you, that though your body disintegrates in the grave, or your cremated ashes soon mingle with the earth, you will hear the voice of your Lord and Savior cry out, “Arise and enter the joy of your Lord!”
It’s not a pipe dream, folks. It’s not a mere religious belief. It is a fact as genuine as the fact that it is appointed unto all men once to die. We shall all follow in the train of our parents and siblings. Our turn will come, too. And I look forward to that day when I can breathe out my last breath and open my eyes in eternity.
“Who buys a minute’s mirth to wail a week
Or sells eternity to get a toy?
For one sweet grape who will the vine
Christ’s Servant (Galatians 1:10),