my realities
we are aliens and strangers in your sight, as were all our forefathers. our days on earth are like a shadow, without hope 1 chron 29:15
you have made my days a metre handbreadth; the span of my years is as nothing before you. each man's life is but a breath ps 39:5
why, you do not even know what will happen tomorrow. what is your life? you are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes james 4:14
as for man, his days are like grass, he flourishes like a flower of the field; the wind blows over it and it is gone, and its place remembers it no more ps 103:15,16
therefore we do not lose heart. though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day. for our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all. so we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen. for what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal 2 cor 4:16,17,18
the realities in our lives
the limitations
the hope beyond this life
all that we have to go through to reach the end - is it all worth it?
i believe it will be worth it.
