God has always drawn men to himself, and those whose hearts long for him are never disappointed. There comes a time, at a certain age, when we see more of our loved ones and acquaintances being drawn even closer, being drawn from this world into the heavenly realm. The saints of God here on earth become the saints in heaven. In the past couple of years, I have seen many leave this tarnished abode for their heavenly home. Another saint left just this week.
Just like Moses, we are given only a glimpse of what the future holds. Moses got to go up the mountain to see what the land was going to be like, but it was not his to enter. He led the way. He brought the people to that place and time, but that was all he was to do. It was time for him to let the responsibility rest on the shoulders of another: Joshua, someone he had mentored and watched grow into a faithful and powerful man of God. Moses knew it was only fitting that he should let go. The promised land waited for the children of Israel and heaven waited for him.
Our mourning for those who have gone on can never overshadow the rejoicing that must take place when they are reunited with those who have gone on before. Moses would soon see Abraham, Isaac, Jacob and all the sons of Israel. Ken gets to see Pastor Jim, Curtis, Kent, Gerald and my own father. What a day of rejoicing that will be.
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