Samuel D. High
sdhigh@aristotle.net
-----Original Message-----
From: "Apostle Tom" <pressingon@hotmail.com>
Sent: Sat, 28 Jul 2007 16:40:49 -0500
To: pressingon@hotmail.com
Subject: Morning Manna (July 29); BP: Is. 35; RBTTY: Romans 1; Ps. 49-50
DEAR FELLOW PILGRIM:
Thank you so very much to the many of you who e-mailed and rejoiced with
us over the safe arrival of Jaelle, who weighed in at six pounds and
measured 21" on Thursday night. She was named after the Kenite woman, Jael,
in Judges 4:17-22, who drove a tent peg through the head of Sisera, the evil
Canaanite king, while he slept. Later on Deborah honored her by saying,
"Blessed above all women is Jael" (Judg. 5:24). Let's just pray our Jaelle
Marie will also grow up to be a mighty servant of our Lord without giving
her parents (or anyone else) too many headaches along the way! :)) Take
care. God bless you. Thanks again for your prayers and e-mails.
In Jesus' Precious Love,
Bro. Tom
July 29 “When Sighs Give Way to Singing”
“And the ransomed of the Lord shall return and come to Zion with songs and
everlasting joy upon their heads. They shall obtain joy and gladness and
sorrow and sighing shall flee away.”
Isaiah 35:10
What an indescribably wonderful Day that will be.
Imagine, if you can, what it will be like that day when the Lord calls
your name and it’s time to go Home. It may be early in the morning, while
all the world’s sleeping; or, it may be at midday in the midst of a busy
schedule.
But, Heaven’s Train whistle has blown and it’s time to get aboard. The
Master has paid for your trip in advance and hands you your ticket as His
Conductor, the Holy Spirit, cries “All aboard!!”
Suddenly, you’re whisked from this world with all its pain, suffering
and sorrow to that fair Land. As the doors open and you step out, you
suddenly are face-to-Face with the Lord Jesus Himself. No one has to tell
you it’s Him—for one look into His loving eyes assures you that it is. And,
a quick glance at the scars in His hands testifies to that fact.
Without even thinking, you fall down before Him, your hands clasped in
adoration as rivers of hot tears flow unashamedly down your cheeks.
Tenderly, He takes you by the hand. . .lifts you up. . .holds you close. .
.and quietly whispers, “Welcome Home, my child. I have a place prepared
just for you.”
As you enter the Celestial City, you’re amazed by what you see. It’s
more beautiful than anything you could ever have imagined. The skies are a
brilliant blue. The grass is a luxurious, dark green and the multiple
varieties of flowers are dazzling in their multi-colored hue—and their
fragrance. . .why, simply “Heavenly!”
Nearby you notice a throng of folks clad in gleaming white robes
drawing near to you. Jesus says, “Here are some folks who’ve been waiting
to see you.” And, there they are: Your daddy, who died while you were
still young. . .your mother, who knew how to heal a scraped knee with a
single kiss. . .your grandpa and grandma, who always sneaked you cookies
when no one was looking. . .your husband/wife, whose leaving left a gaping
hole in your heart. . .your best friend, who seemingly died all-too-young. .
.your favorite pet, who always greeted you with a slobbery kiss and wagging
tail when you came home.
No one needs to tell you it’s Heaven. Glory!! What’s amazing is the
fact that no one’s walking with a limp. Everyone looks so vibrant and
alive—not a sad face in the House. Some are singing. Some are
chitchatting. Exuberant joy is everywhere.
Oh, dear Pilgrim, won’t Heaven be a wonderful place? Is this not what
Isaiah foresaw when he penned today’s Manna under God’s inspiration?
Assuredly it is. How wonderful it’ll be when “sorrow and sighing fly away,”
never to return again. Are you ready to go there, Pilgrim? It’s not much
longer now.
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