This morning, about 5:30, my daughter-in-law's father (one of the great saints in our church) went sweeping through the gates of glory to enter his mansion on Glory Boulevard!! What a reunion it must have been to greet my husband (who was his pastor for many years) right nearby in his mansion on the Hallelujah Side! It makes me think of that wonderful old song that says --
"When we're inside the gates of pearl, we'll learn a lot of things. We'll have a harp that's made of gold--perhaps a thousand strings! We'll sing and shout and dance about; the Lamb will dry our tears. We'll have a grand Home-coming week the first ten thousand years."
"What a day that will be when my Jesus I shall see -- and I look upon His face, the One who saved me by His grace! When He takes me by the hand, and leads me through the promised land -- What a day, glorious day that will be."
I thank the Lord today for wonderful memories of Bro. Crosley -- his testimonies, his shouts of victory, his encouragement to young Christians, and his consistent example of the beautiful experience of holiness of heart and life!
Bro. Crosley heard his daughter and son-in-law sing these words many times --
". . .They say those walls are Jasper and those gates are made of Pearl,
And in that land, there will never come a night --
There with the flowing river, and the streets all made of gold --
Jesus Christ, Himself, will be the light!
Glory land! Glory land! Wondrous city built by God's own hand!
Cares all past; home at last! Come and go with me to Glory land!
Praise the Lord!
Remember -- Just one glimpse of His dear face -- ALL sorrow will erase --
So bravely run the race -- 'Till we see Christ!"
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