Passing through

I am a creature of a day, passing through life as an arrow through the air. I am a spirit come from God and returning to God. I want to know one thing— the way to heaven.—John Wesley

The world is but a great inn, where we are to stay a night or two, and be gone; what madness is it so to set our heart upon our inn, as to forget our home?—Thomas Watson

Leave behind what is simply good in exchange for the eternal.—Spanish proverb

Death is graduation from this grade. It’s our release, our graduation, our promotion. School is out! We’ve finished our schooling in this grade, and we pass on to the next one.—David Brandt Berg

The body of Benjamin Franklin, Printer, like the cover of an old book, its contents torn out and stripped of its lettering and gilding, lies here. ... Yet the Work itself shall not be lost; for it will, as he believed, appear once more in a new and more beautiful edition, corrected and amended by the Author.—Benjamin Franklin, written at age 22 as a possible epitaph.

Some day you will read in the papers that D.L. Moody, of East Northfield, is dead. Don’t you believe a word of it. At that moment I shall be more alive than I am now. I shall have gone up higher, that is all; out of this old clay tenement into a house that is immortal, a body that death cannot touch.—Dwight L. Moody

This is the hope of all ages—that wonderful crystal golden city described in Revelation chapters 21 and 22, where we shall dwell with God forever. Our eternal home will be a place of such resplendent beauty that it is completely beyond the imagination of man.—David Brandt Berg