Let my name be the household word that it always was. Let my name be spoken without effort. Life means all that it ever meant. I am but waiting for you, for an interval somewhere very near, just around the corner. All is well.
Nothing is past, nothing is lost.
God won't ask what kind of fancy car you drove. He will ask how many people you took to church who didn't have transportation. God won't ask the square footage of your house. He will ask how many people you helped who didn't have a house. God won't ask how many fancy clothes you had in your closet.