"I will meet you in the morning, by the bright river side,/ When all sorrow has drifted away;/ I'll be standing at the portals, when the gates open wide,/ At the close of life's long, dreary day./
"I'll meet you in the morning, with a 'How do you do?'/ and we'll sit down by the river, And with rapture 'auld' acquaintance renew;/ You'll know me in the morning, By the smiles that I wear,/ When I meet you in the morning, In the City that is built foursquare." [Brumley, 1936]
"In the midst of the street of it, and on either side of the river, was there the tree of life, which bare twelve manner of fruits, and yielded her fruit every month: and the leaves of the tree were for the healing of the nations." Revelation 22:2
Today's to do: long for the faithful meeting of the saints; be thankful for the land of no sorrows; remember that whatever I am going through is only temporary; have a good day.
Kyle Webb
Roy Gambrell