Musing 97

Attended the funeral for a friend’s mother, and I’m reminded that each day is closer to the end.

As a Christian, I look forward to the day when I will be with the Lord, though absent from the body. I love my wife and kid, but I long for that peace of communion with God that is perfected. My soul is oft distracted by this world, and is oftne infirm, and there will come a day when those distractions will permanently go away.

What that communion will be like, I don’t know, but I look forward to enjoying God’s infinite majesty.