When We All Get to Heaven...

Sing the wondrous love of Jesus,

Sing His mercy and His grace;

In the mansions bright and blessed

He'll prepare for us a place.

 

When we all get to heaven, 

What a day of rejoicing that will be!

When we all see Jesus, 

We'll sing and shout the victory!

 

While we walk the pilgrim pathway,

Clouds will overspread the sky;

But when traveling days are over,

Not a shadow, not a sigh.

 

When we all get to heaven, 

What a day of rejoicing that will be!

When we all see Jesus, 

We'll sing and shout the victory!

 

Let us then be true and faithful,

Trusting, serving every day;

Just one glimpse of Him in glory

Will the toils of life repay.

When we all get to heaven, 

What a day of rejoicing that will be!

When we all see Jesus, 

We'll sing and shout the victory!

 

Onward to the prize before us!

Soon His beauty we'll behold;

Soon the pearly gates will open'

We shall tread the streets of gold.

 

When we all get to heaven, 

What a day of rejoicing that will be!

When we all see Jesus, 

We'll sing and shout the victory!

 

 

My friend Kris ministers to homeless individuals in our community.  Someday I'll find the words to write about Kris and what an inspiration she is to me.  Kris's husband Keith first met Greg in our downtown park.  He told Keith that homeless folks have interesting stories to tell and asked if Keith knew anyone who could write his story.  Kris had been praying about an opportunity to write the stories of the homeless.  Kris and Greg became friends.  Kris listens and Kris prays.  I believe those are the two most important ingredients in a friend!  Kris had the joy of leading Greg to Christ almost a year ago.  You can read about it here: Ponderings, Kris's blog.  

Greg knew joy and love in the last year, but he still continued to know pain.  Greg gave Jesus his heart one year ago tomorrow.  This past Monday, Greg met Jesus face to face.  He's treading streets of gold.  He's won the victory.  Greg's pain is over.  

Last night, I sat around a table with Kris and 22 other folks, and we made plans to reach out, share food, share hygiene products, share clothes, share music, share encouraging words, and get to know some homeless folks in our community.  We know we can't "fix" everything, but we can DO something.  I will do something, with the memory of a beautiful, dignified man in my heart.

Rest in Peace, Greg.