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“Dear Lord, I’ve reached an age that won’t let me deny my own mor­tal­ity any longer, and I have a ter­ri­ble con­fes­sion to make: The closer I get to be­ing with You in Heaven, the more re­luc­tant I feel about do­ing so. I know how un­faith­ful that sounds, es­pe­cially since I’ve al­ways be­lieved in Your prom­ise of eter­nal life. As a mat­ter of fact, I’ve in­voked that prom­ise while de­fend­ing my faith to oth­ers many, many times. But now that it’s near­ing time for me to ac­tu­ally walk the walk, I’m balk­ing at go­ing through Your gates—and when­ever I think of ‘hav­ing to,’ my ap­pre­hen­sion grows stronger. Even the love I feel for You, and for the friends and fam­ily who are al­ready with You, isn’t budg­ing this sense of fore­bod­ing. I want so badly to be ready when You call me home. Please help me re­ceive Your wel­come with a glad­der heart!”

Wis­dom of the Word

But as it is writ­ten: “Eye has not seen, nor ear heard, nor have en­tered into the heart of man the things which God has pre­pared for those who love Him.” —Paul in his first let­ter to the Corinthi­ans, 2:9 NKJV

We un­der­stand and yet…

Though we know our earthly home is tem­po­rary, there are times when that knowl­edge fills us with dread. We spend years say­ing we want to spend for­ever with You, but when truly con­fronted with the prospect, we get cold feet. Why can’t we fully em­brace the eter­nal life You of­fer?

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