It's as if we fly planes
To distinct destinations.
Turbulence may come,
Unexpectedly at times.
But the ride is worth it,
The Journey is where we can find our greatest
Earthly
Joys.
And just as the clouds
May hide what lies behind them,
Living can make us forget
What can come once The Journey ends.
As our planes break through
The scattered clouds of life,
We reach this place called Heaven,
That is magnificently bright.
...
This place called Heaven,
And this man known as Jesus:
The constant pull,
The cheer leader,
Who makes it possible for us to make it through
The clouds;
So we can reach and obtain an infinite state of
Unimaginable happiness.
You'll get there,
Strong one.