When I get to heaven I’m going to see that hope was always surrounding me, but my eyes were dim while I was here on earth, and I didn’t see all I was worth.
When I get to heaven I’m going to know that truth was dwelling in my soul, and all I needed to do was use it, and I’ll wonder why I didn’t always choose it.
When I get to heaven and my foe is revealed, I’ll finally realize his fate was sealed and God always was head and he always the tail, and wonder why I couldn’t let truth prevail.
Here we see through a glass that is cloudy and dim, and persuasion and influence so often win, but hope and truth and mercy still reign, so I keep on believing and I am sustained
Hope goes beyond happy, it goes deeper than joy, hope is the reason why I endure. Hope delayed may make the heart sick, but delay is postponing, it doesn’t mean quit.
Time has an end, eternity none. Jesus came to redeem, He’s God’s only son. Through Him this hope will lead you to heaven. Without Him in death your hope will be severed.
So don’t look at my trials and think all hope is lost. True discipleship may require a cost. Jesus said to have life count everything loss. The ultimate price was already paid on the cross.
When I get to heaven I’ll know as I ought, but I’m not there yet, I’m still being taught. Still learning to love, to forgive and to grow, and to trust in this Savior who keeps loving me so.