Quite suddenly, It may be at the turning of a lane, Where I stand to watch a skylark soar From out of the swelling grain, That the trump of God shall thrill me, With its call so loud and clear, And I'm called away to meet Him, Whom of all I hold most dear. Quite …
"Time loses in the end because at the close of every day I am one day closer to seeing Hans again." Click here to read the full post.
Death is not the enemy, for it has been conquered by the Lord Jesus Christ. He rose the third day, defeating death forever. Death cannot keep me from Hans. No, death will reunite me with him. And distance is not the real enemy, either. Hans’ body, though inanimate, is here with us at home, buried …
You Can Trust Him. 