This past week I have had two occasions to be with long-ago friends. About a fourth of our high school graduating class met in the Ozarks for a long weekend. We revisited memories from days past, colored and warped by over 53 years of life since our graduation.

The second group was a gathering of Christian sisters who went to the same church over 40 years ago. We came together from all over the map to celebrate one member’s 90th birthday.

In both gatherings the Lord Jesus reminded me how sweet our final reunion will be with Him when He comes to gather us to Himself. No more tears, no more sorrow, no more pain. Only sweet communion with Him and the ones who have gone on before us who trusted in Jesus, their only path to heaven.

What a sweet day that will be!