When looking around, you tend to want to see all things that you long for. But life plays it's part, it begins to disappoint you. Each second becomes hard to live in-but, you have to realize you are not from this world, and that you were only put here to play a part. Then, when your part is done and is over, someone whose greater than you calls you to your real home. That home my friend is Heaven. So, incase I do not see you on this earth, chances will be that I will see you somewhere else. And so the hour will come, when I will go before you, I will silently wait for your arrival-And i will be standing there when the gates of heaven open for you.
