This past week my grandfather would have turned 80 years old. He, however, is no longer with us but has gone on to be with the Lord and the saints that departed before him, including my grandmother. I don’t know about you, but at certain times, anniversaries, birthdays, and other holidays for example, I think more about just where these loved ones are, what they are doing and how blessedly happy they mist be. Today in my reading I found a piece written by Charles Spurgeon that gives a pretty nice idea of just how much better off they are than we. Let me share that writing with you:
“The saints in Jesus, when their bodies sleep in peace, have perpetual fellowship with him – ay, better fellowship than we can enjoy. We have but the transitory glimpse of his face; they gaze upon it every moment. We see him “in a glass, darkly;” they behold him “face to face.” We sip of the brook by the way; they plunge into the very ocean of unbounded love. We look up sometimes, and see our Father smile; look whenever they may, his face is always full of smiles for them. We get some drops of comfort; but they get the honeycomb itself. They are full of peace, full of joy forever. They “sleep in Jesus.””.
In my mind’s eye that is such a wonderful depiction of where those saints are now. And as wondrous as this image is, to me anyway, I know where they are and what they are experiencing is far better than that (Isa. 64:4; 1 Cor. 2:9).
2 Cor. 5:6-8
6 Therefore we are always confident, knowing that, whilst we are at home in the body, we are absent from the Lord:
7 (For we walk by faith, not by sight:)
8 We are confident, I say, and willing rather to be absent from the body, and to be present with the Lord.