Jan
9
Longing for Heaven and Tissues
Filed Under Music
I’m getting the head cold that seems to be going around. It certainly isn’t anything serious or anything to whine about. But never the less, as I reach for a tissue or my next dose of cold medicine, I’m reminded again that my body is prone to the effects of the Fall. It simply doesn’t work the way it should. It gets sick, breaks down, and eventually will cease operating all together. As depressing as all that sound, this is not the only thought going through my head as my mild illness reminds me of my weakness. I’m also reminded that heaven has been procured for me by Jesus. He has promised me, and all my spiritual siblings, that He will, one day, come again to take us home. I leave you with verse three of Samuel Stennet’s hymn, On Jordan’s Stormy Banks, as an encouragement to us all that redemption is at hand.
No chilling winds nor poisonous breath
Can reach that healthful shore;
Sickness, sorrow, pain and death,
Are felt and feared no more.
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