When I was younger, in the church I grew up in, my Aunt Sheryl and I would sing this song together as she played the piano. I loved it. It was a favorite of mine.

But now, looking back, I had no idea the meaning or impact of the words of this song. It was just a pretty song to me.

But now…now I sing these words with a truth that resonates throughout my whole being.

When I was 22, I buried my mother. It was the first real and most profound loss I had ever experienced. Since then, I have lost both grandmothers, my grandfather, both my husband’s grandfathers, his grandmother and my nephew.

This past month, one of my mama’s cousins passed away. Yes, he was older, but that did not make the loss any less painful.

As we drove to Tennessee for the funeral, this song started playing in my head. I hadn’t heard or sang the song in YEARS!

But as I thought about it, I realized just how true those words were. The older I get, I feel as if I know more who are in heaven, than here. The older I get, the sweeter the thought of walking through those gates get. The day when I will be reunited with those who have left us.

Do I look forward to dying?? Of course not. But do I look towards the day when I can see them again. Absolutely!

My friends, if you are like me and have those who are waiting for you there, make sure you are prepared to meet them! Make sure you know Jesus personally, so that when it is your time to leave this world, you can see their smiling faces waiting for you at the gate.

Until next time…

🎶 Oh Heaven’s sounding sweeter all the time ~ Seems like lately it’s always on my mind ~Someday I’ll leave this world behind ~Heaven’s sounding sweeter all the time 🎶