A Glimpse into Heaven

Faith is the substance of things hoped for, 

the evidence of things not seen.

When we at last reach the end

of this temporal existence,

and the beginning of a new

reality somewhere in the distance,

the lines between the two

are sometimes blurred.

He had lain there for days,

unable to say good-bye,

unaware of family, friends,

until abruptly he had eyes

that could see and ears

that could hear

and with a voice strong and clear

sang out, “oh what a foretaste

of glory divine.”  At a time

when life flowed from him

in dribs and drabs, he was given

a gift, a blessed assurance

of that life to come.  And his family,

faithful and loving, shared

in that gift, receiving the tangible

evidence of things not yet seen

through the eyes and ears of one

given a glimpse of heaven.

© 2009 Carol J. Grace