In Heaven We’ll Understand

Proverbs 30:5 Every word of God is pure: he is a shield unto them that put their trust in him.

“In Heaven We’ll Understand”

Not now, but in the coming years
It may be in the Heavenly Land,
We’ll read the meaning of our tears;
Some day in Heaven, we’ll understand.

We’ll know why clouds instead of sun
Were over many a cherished plan;
Why smiles have ceased when just begun;
Some day, in Heaven, we’ll understand.

Then trust in God, through all thy days;
Fear not, He doth hold thy hand;
But, whilst you live, still sing and praise;
Some day, in Heaven, you’ll understand.

While going through some of her mother’s old things this evening, my wife found the poem above. I don’t know who wrote it but I why my mother-in-law found it dear and kept it for so long, that I surely understand.

God’s Grace

I read the following quote the other day by an unknown author-

“Your worst days are never so bad that you are beyond the reach of God’s grace and your best days are never so good that you are beyond the need of it.”

That got me to thinking about how faithful our God really is. No matter where we are, physically or spiritually or mentally, He is always with us. I believe that He not only knows our joys and sorrows, our pains and victories, but He feels them with us.

There’s a song that the group the McKameys sing that reminds us that the God of the mountain is also the God of the valley; the God of the good times is also the God of the bad ones. We will do well to remember this truth. And we will do even better to give Him glory and praise in all things and situations, for He is worthy of all, always.

Hebrews 13:6,8

6 So that we may boldly say, The Lord is my helper, and I will not fear what man shall do unto me.

8 Jesus Christ the same yesterday, and to day, and for ever.

A Lesson Learned

This evening we came home from visiting some relatives to an odd experience: It was the first time Morkie wasn’t there, at the top of the stairs, waiting to greet me. It was a sad and kind of somber thing realizing that he never would be at the top of those stairs, waiting for me to rub his head, again.

In a way only God can do, He has made this sad event much more meaningful to me. Mork went so fast and unexpectedly that is has really brought the thought of one’s mortality to the front of my thoughts. Any person I know could go like that; be here one evening and then be gone the next afternoon. The biggest difference? I know Morkie isn’t in Hell but some of the dearest people in my life would be if they went tonight.

I praise God for easing my sorrows. And I thank and praise Him that I see a greater lesson in this sad event: I must be vigilant in seeking to save that which is lost.

I ask you to remember me in your prayers that I will always keep this lesson fresh and in the front of my mind. That I will proclaim the Gospel Truth whenever He gives me opportunity to.