“For what is seen is temporary,
but what is unseen is eternal.”
— 2 Cor. 4:17-18
It’s only temporary.Temporary.
The doctor’s diagnosis. Temporary.
Any doubt. Temporary.
The pain. Temporary.
This grief. Temporary.
Because in light of eternity, everything else is Temporary.
All of our problems
have an expiration date.
Every burden we bear is temporary.
Even life itself. Temporary.
We are but foreigners, passing through in these tents of flesh and bone —
tents with expiration dates.
We’ll fold the tents up one day, and upgrade for first-class rooms in the Sky.
We pass through Temporary
on our way to Forever.
“We know that when these bodies of ours are taken down like tents and folded away, they will be replaced by resurrection bodies in Heaven — God-made, not handmade. … Compared to what’s coming, living conditions around here seem like a stopover in an unfurnished shack …
The Spirit of God whets our appetite by giving us a taste of what’s ahead. He puts a little Heaven in our hearts so that we’ll never settle for less.”
— 2 Cor. 5:1-5 (The Message)
In Honor of Uncle Chuck, who traded
in his temporary tent
for a heavenly home on Aug. 6, 2009
Chuck Gifford — 1944-2009