LOVE WITHOUT END

Love doesn't end with death. True love is never-ending. Our bodies are of this world and die, but our souls, holding the love that lives in us, are everlasting. How blessed we are, to love and be loved - and to reunite when the time is right! 

END OF THE ROAD

I hope you might find these beautiful words by Christina Rossetti as comforting and reassuring as I do:

 

 

 "Miss Me But Let Me Go" 

 

'When I come to the end of the road

And the sun has set for me

I want no rites in a gloom-filled room.

Why cry for a soul set free?

 

Miss me a little, but not for long

And not with your head bowed low.

Remember the love that once we shared;

Miss me, but let me go.

 

For this is a journey we all must take

And each must go alone.

It's all part of the master plan -

A step on the road to home.

 

When you are lonely and sick at heart

Go to the friends we know.

Laugh at all the things we used to do.

Miss me, but let me go.'

 

LOVE THAT TRANSCENDS DEATH

 These are just two of the Amazon reviews given to The Portrait. They might help you decide that this is your kind of story - or not, as the case may be! You can find other - much longer - reviews on Amazon's website.

WITH DEATH BEGINS LIFE

 It's exciting, isn't it, to think that with death life begins again - except in a different dimension? Our human minds are not meant to fully comprehend this concept. With limited vision here on earth, we must simply trust that our sight expands once we enter heaven.

Imagine, then, how free we'll feel after discarding our body and stepping over the threshold of eternity! There we're reunited with loved ones who preceded us and we're wrapped in the embrace of eternal love.

THERE COMES A TIME

 I've long been a fan of Ella Wheeler Wilcox and, whether you're a fan or not, I think you'll relate to these profound words of hers:

'There comes a time to every mortal being, whate'er his station or his lot in life, when his sad soul yearns for the final freeing from all this jarring and unceasing strife.

There comes a time, when, having lost its savour, the salt of wealth is worthless; when the mind grows wearied with the world's capricious favour, and sighs for something that it cannot find.

There comes a time, when, though kind friends thronging about our pathway with sweet acts of grace, we feel a vast and overwhelming longing for something that we cannot name or place. 

There comes a time, when, with earth's best love by us, to feed the heart's great hunger and desire, we find not even this can satisfy us; the soul within us cries for something higher.

What greater proof need we that we inherit a life immortal in another sphere? It is the homesick longing of the spirit that cannot find its satisfaction here.'

 

ETERNAL VISION

I felt compelled to share these beautiful words, Eternal Vision, by J. Sig Paulson with you. I think you'll appreciate their message as much as I do:

'They know me not who think that I am only flesh and blood -

a transient dweller on the fragile spaceship earth that gave me birth. 

For I am Spirit eternal, 

indestructible, not confined to space or time

and when my sojourn here is through -

my roles fulfilled, my assignments done -

I will lay aside this space suit called my body

and move on to other mansions, roles, assignments

in our Father's house of eternal life.

So dry your tears,

weep not overmuch for me - or for yourself.

Set me free in the Love that holds us all 

and makes us one eternally!

Our paths will cross again

Our minds and hearts will touch

Our souls will shout with joy and laughter

As we recall the lives we've lived, the worlds we've seen,

the ways we've trod to find ourselves - at last - in God.'