Saturday, January 9, 2010

Heard Across the Isle

As the wheels locked into place and the plane banked to the right as it climbed through the clouds, the middle-aged man across the isle from me asked the attractive women seated next to him, “So where do you call home, sweetheart?”

Attractive women: “I’m working out of Saskatoon but my home is Heaven.”



I used to have a list of all the references in the Bible describing us as aliens and strangers on earth.

Grrrr - can’t find it. Yet this woman was correct. All of us are just passing through. I’ve been assigned a task to complete during my brief stay on earth and when it’s finished, I’m going home.

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