Aunt Helen passed away Saturday night shortly before midnight. I have been thinking about it a lot since then. One observation is that it seems kinda fitting for her as a SDA to enter into her rest on Saturday, the day of rest.
Death makes me restless. I woke up this morning with it on my mind. Not sure what I dreamed last night, but as I was waking I was thinking to myself how soon it will be my turn and how little, to date, I have accomplished. At this rate it will take me forever to get anything worth-while done.
I can hardly help myself from thinking that I will live forever. It just seems right that we are not meant to be such temporary creatures. This verse has been echoing through my thoughts...
"He has made everything appropriate in its time. He has also set eternity in their heart, yet so that man will not find out the work which God has done from the beginning even to the end." New American Standard Bible (©1995)
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