"There
is one glory of the sun, and another
glory of the moon,
and another
glory of the stars:
for one
star differeth from another
star in glory.
So also
is the resurrection of the dead.
It is sown in
corruption; it is raised in incorruption:
It is sown in
dishonor; it is raised in glory:
it is sewn in
weakness; it is raised in power:
It is sown a
natural body; it is raised a spiritual body.
There is a
natural body, and there is a spiritual body."
1Corinthians 15:41-44
The Spiritual
Body
(A letter written
to one's physical body)
"You and I have been
together for a long time
in a most intimate and
valuable relationship.
Now you have grown old.
Your hearing and strength
are failing.
Your resistance to cold is
diminishing.
You can not run and climb
as you once did.
In a word, you are running
down.
In a short time you will
cease to breathe
and your heart will stop
beating.
When you can go no further,
you will be
returned to the substance
of which you were made,
and I shall continue on in
that life where
you are not needed.
A Power greater than you
and I started us on
this journey together.
Now I recognize that you
are aware of the fact
that your journey is
nearing its end,
while my journey has
scarcely begun.
I know this is true, for
while you are feeble,
I have never been more
alive.
Our separation, therefore,
cannot be one of sadness,
but will be one of joy.
You are weary and want to
stop.
I am longing to alight from
this slowing vehicle
and go on without you.
Death will mean that your
desire to stop is granted,
and my longing is
satisfied."
(Author Known to God)
Christ crossed the river of
death and the grave
so that you and I as
believers,
whose sins have been
forgiven,
may not have to cross that
river alone.
The clock of life is wound
but once,
and no one has the power to
tell just when
the hands will stop at late
or early hour.
To lose one's wealth is sad
indeed.
To lose one's health is
more.
To lose one's soul is such
a loss
that no man can restore.
Approximately 39 people
around the world
died while you read these
words.
Every hour of every day,
thousands upon thousands of
people
go to meet their Maker.
You could have been among
them.
I could have.
Are you ready?
"Lord Dictated
Them"
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