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This is track 13 from the album There is Hope
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On this long and narrow path
lies a city made of gold
It is a place where my weary soul can rest
As I enter through the gates of pearls.
to the gentle arms of God
May His peace be upon you
Until we meet again.
We have travelled on this road
And journeyed well my love
Know that my heart will and always be with you
Though for now we have to say goodbye
It is only for a time
So let His peace be upon you
Until I meet again
Through the dark winter nights
When spring seems far away
I am with you In your memories
Until we meet again
Perhaps the most painful experience any of us will ever endure is the loss of a loved one. Though death is the one certainty of life, it remains the subject few want to speak about.
Often silence is why loss often catches us unprepared. Leaving us devastated—paralysed by grief, unable to imagine how life can continue. It can leave a wound so deep that some never fully recover, a confusion and sorrow that shakes the very core of who we are.
The pain of losing someone you have lived beside for decades leaves a loneliness that feels impossible to fill. The sorrow of losing a parent or grandparent can leave you feeling abandoned, like an orphan whose comfort has been stripped away.
When relationships break, we break with them. We were created for relationship, and when that relationship is severed, the fracture runs through our own hearts.
What if death was not the end?
What if—borrowing the words of Nanci Griffith— there is a light beyond these woods?
What if there is a place where we will see our loved ones again?
What if —borrowing the words of Gandolf—End? No, the journey doesn’t end here. Death is just another path, one that we all must take. The grey rain-curtain of this world rolls back, and all turns to silver glass, and then you see it.
What if there is a heaven?
There are moments when our hearts instinctively reach upward—toward something better, something whole, something beyond the weight of this world. Scripture tells us this longing is no accident; God has
“set eternity in the human heart” (Ecclesiastes 3:11).
Deep within us lies a quiet ache for home—a yearning for the place where every fracture is healed and every shadow gives way to light.
Heaven is not wishful thinking; it is the promised destination for all who trust in Jesus. Every sunrise, every act of kindness, every whisper of peace is a reminder that the story God is writing is leading somewhere beautiful.
Jesus spoke plainly about this hope:
“In my Father’s house are many rooms… I go to prepare a place for you” (John 14:2–3).
Heaven is not vague or distant. It is personal. The One who knows us perfectly is the One who prepares our eternal home.
Revelation gives us a glimpse of what awaits—a renewed heaven and earth, the dwelling place of God with His people. In God’s presence, every sorrow is redeemed, every loss restored. No more grief. No more fear. No more long nights or heavy burdens.
Heaven is also a place of perfect belonging. In Revelation 7:9 John describes
“a great multitude… from every nation, tribe, people and language” gathered before God”
No division. No distance. A family made whole in the presence of Jesus. When loneliness stings or separation overwhelms, heaven whispers: This is not the end of the story.
“Though for now we have to say goodbye, it is only for a time.
So may His peace rest upon you, until we meet again”.
Even in the final moments of Jesus’ own suffering, when His body was torn and His blood poured out, we see a picture of heaven’s mercy. Two criminals hung beside Him—one hurled insults in hopelessness, saying,
“Aren’t you the Messiah? Save yourself and us!”
(Luke 23:39).
But the other saw something different. With honesty and humility, he said,
“We are punished justly… but this man has done nothing wrong.”
Then he turned his heart toward Jesus and said:
“Lord, remember me when You come into Your kingdom.”
Jesus replied, with no conditions, no demands, no delay:
“Truly I tell you, today you will be with Me in paradise.” (Luke 23:40–43)
Jesus did not give him a list of requirements. He simply offered mercy—and a promise of heaven. That same hope is offered to us.
One day we will see our loved ones again. And perhaps, in the mystery of eternity, we may even meet that man who hung beside Jesus—the first to receive the promise of paradise.
The Lord draws near to the broken-hearted and comforts those who mourn (Psalm 34:18). Even in sorrow, His presence brings peace, reminding us that grief is not the final word, and that one day we will be made whole.
Prayer
In the midst of our grief and the shadows of loss, we come to You, knowing You are our refuge and strength. You see our hearts, the cracks and the pain, and You hold each tear in Your hand. Lord, we thank You for the hope of heaven—for the promise that our separation is only temporary, and that one day we will dwell with You and our loved ones in Your presence.


