the best is yet to come...

This weekend I was reminded in a sort of bizarre way, of the quickly passing vapor that is life.. No one died. After watching Bridge to Terebitha and having had my dreams crushed knowing that Jesse is experiencing the wonders of a museum for the very first time while his only friend in unconscious and drowning in the creek, was enough to keep me only watching happy movies from here on out. Sorry Jane Austen, but I just can't do it anymore!
That being said, sometimes without saying it, I attribute immortality to people I love and am shocked at anything that disturbs their place on my pedestal. And then on a bigger scale, I am reminded that my ultimate hope for all people must be their right relationship to God and that alone is sufficient.. not good health, or financial bliss or even happy days full of cupcakes and rainbows.
I recall the words of an old hymn that I love so dearly..

"My hope is built on nothing less than Jesus' blood and righteousness.
I dare not trust the sweetest frame, but wholly trust in Jesus' Name.
On Christ the Solid Rock I stand, All other ground is sinking sand."

So don't be deceived by the greatest joys and pleasures here because the best is truly yet to come.. May you be living for Christ and your hope secured in the heavenlies with He alone who has the power to save!