Every once in a while I catch a fleeting glimpse of heaven. It is almost like it resides on the peripheral of my spiritual vision. The glory of that place, the overwhelming elation of loving our King, the finality of being home forever is simply too much: I weep for joy.
Sometimes, I see the true goodness of my Father who is so compassionate when He does not have to be. Why, how, are we blessed with such a God who by His very nature is love?
What lays ahead of us is so awesome, so utterly and eternally fulfilling that only forever will give us enough time to express our gratitude.