Missed Out Here But Not There

To wonder if Moses is grieving the entrance of the promise land at this moment curiously entered my heart with the obvious, he is with pleasure singing his Song of gratitude I am yet to experience. For his extreme brief life on Earth holds memories but cannot compare to the eternity of this afterlife he now breaths where Heavens real I cannot see. This eternal Promise Land where guidance is now more powerful and beautiful than the cloud or wall of fire his eyes left its fear and entered trust, is now his constant, not the end of the road miracle.

But my time is coming. My eternal holds all that I’ve missed or grieved that passed me by and Heaven will offer my heart its song to sing with joy as I too enter this Art work upon my heart from Heaven’s eternity for me.

So Moses, sing on. You may or may not await me but I can’t wait to meet you. It will only take a moment!