This morning I received a message from a friend. Her heart hurts for us and longs to be home—the true home. I had no encouraging words. I often feel the same way. All I could do was tell her how I felt and then these strange words typed from my fingers…what a glorious day it will be. Glorious? 5 months ago did I ever say the word glorious? I typed it and I thought about it. The word is fitting. The word is perfect. Awesome, great, amazing, fantastic, and even terrific are great words but they just don’t seem to fit when it comes to standing in Jesus’s presence or the re-uniting of a mother and her son. Glorious just fits. A great sale is awesome. A miracle is amazing. Getting to leave work early is fantastic and a date night with my hubby is terrific. But meeting Jesus face to face and seeing Gideon again is just glorious.
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