I just finished reading about John and Betty Stam, and of course I cried. THeir life was so short, but so passionate and they just really persevered. It's like...we shouldn't ask God to prolong our life here on earth so we can have more time to tell people about Him and see people saved, but rather we should beg Him to use what little time we have in a spectacular way. I WANT to go to Heaven, but I also want to stay here, but I know that no matter what happens, it'll be just right and perfect.
Death is precious life eternal
Free from sin and guilt and fear
Death is seeing Jesus' glory
Knowing He's forever near
Death is casting off our sorrow
And then taking up our crowns
Death is worshiping forever
As we lay our burdens down
Death is home, our place in Heaven
And a new name all our own
Death is seeing God exalted
Lifted high upon His throne
Death is saints who've gone before us
That we'll meet on streets of gold
Death is singing praise to Jesus
As His radiance we behold
Death is nothing save amazing
For we'll see our King of Grace
No, I have no fear of dying
When I've bravely run this race
As the sin on earth surrounds me
And I long for Heaven above I will wait for that great moment
When death brings me home to love
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