For the living know that they will die,
but the dead know nothing;
they have no further reward,
and even the memory of them is forgotten. (Ecclesiastes 9:5 NIV)
He knows better now, doesn’t he?
That Sheol, the mindless sleep of the dead,
was seeing through a glass darkly?
“For I am persuaded, that neither death, nor life,
nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers,
nor things present,
nor things to come,
nor height, nor depth,
nor any other creature,
shall be able to separate us from the
love of God, which is in
Christ Jesus our Lord.”*
Nope. Nothing. Hell included.
Seeing through a glass darkly.
That Sheol, the mindless sleep of the dead,
was seeing through a glass darkly?
“For I am persuaded, that neither death, nor life,
nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers,
nor things present,
nor things to come,
nor height, nor depth,
nor any other creature,
shall be able to separate us from the
love of God, which is in
Christ Jesus our Lord.”*
Nope. Nothing. Hell included.
Seeing through a glass darkly.
God, thanks for remembering me.
Thanks for clear glass sometimes
and faith all the time.
Thanks for clear glass sometimes
and faith all the time.
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