... And In His Glory We Will Live........

This evening I feel rather tired, downtrodden and sad. I came home to a dark, cold, empty house today. No Joanna singing in her room, no Basshunter music from Tim in the computer room, no mum to watch Gilmore Girls with. No way I can regain it. ever. Going over her house is a disturbing experience. She is not the person I confide in anymore. It's not real. its not proper. Its horrible. Its just another thing she always fails to understand.

Yet listening to this song tonight, "There is a day"- which ironically was a favourite of my mum and dads back when, and I remember how fantastic my hope is.

"There is a day that all creations waiting for, a day of freedom and liberation for the earth. and on that day the Lord will come to meet His bride. and when we see him in an instant we'll be changed. the trumpet sounds and the dead will then be raised by His power never to perish again,... we will meet him in the air and then we will be like Him, for we will see Him as He is. oh yeah!! Then all hurt and pain will cease and we'll be with Him forever and in His Glory we will live."

I will live with God. No more empty, echoing house, filled with memories and sadness for what is lost. No more mess (I hope!), no more darkness, no more sadness, no more tears, no more sharp stabbing pain at things that mum left here from years ago. Just light and beauty and every good thing, everything I long for now. People and friendship and family. Perfection- worship without a dormant heart, praising and delighting in His presence without a "happy days- its getting late folks, see you next week." Amazing satisfaction for every deferred hope. Walking with Jesus and being like Him. Genuine truth, and genuine love. Spending forever and a day there. Oh I can't wait. I can't wait.