I consider that the sufferings of this present time are as nothing compared with the glory to be revealed for us. (Romans 8:18)
A few years back, in a short moment of consolation, God, Our Father, impressed upon my soul they joy of eternity. I hope you will enjoy this short poem.
“Always, Forever The Joy!”
A cool crisp breeze of Autumn is blowing across the swampy south.
The sweet aroma flowers that bloom in the heavy heat of summer has faded away.
Winter approaches as life slowly dies away.
Spring will follow, as it always does.
Hope rises from our soul as God’s loving hand guides the cycle of life.
In His hands we find hope and joy.
God is good!
JMJ, pray for us.