On My Way To You

A woman enters the back of a church dressed elegantly in exquisite finery.
As if on cue....music begins to play as the doors shut slowly behind her.
Some turning to look...are fascinated and envious.
Moving as if in slow motion she removes her fur coat
and drops it in the middle of the plush carpeted aisle.
The look on the faces as they view the soft shinny heap in the middle of the floor...well, it is priceless. Some are puzzedled and some a little aghast -- surley she she does not plan on leaving it there.....why..... the ushers could trip over it while trying to collect the offering.

Elegant manicured hands reach up to remove the hairpins that hold her hat.....and they along with the hat find their way to the floor. Still covering her dress is a long silk jacket. With tender care she removes the jacket almost tenderly..... folding it,
it is gently placed on the floor as she moves on.
Many have now begun to whisper and speak behind raised hands.
None can miss the trail of jackets, hat, shoes and priceless fine jewelery that litter the aisle.

By the time she reaches the front everyone is watching.
Ushers draw near just in case they need to physically remove her.
Although extremely uncomfortable they hate to do something to embarrass themselves--maybe this was some type of event set up by the pastor to introduce his sermon.

The music playing comes to an abrupt halt as the womans feet make their way
up the carpeted steps.
The woman standing barley resembles the woman so many had admired and envied.
She is now wearing a simple white sheath dress.
Her hair is no longer perfectly fixed but simply falls straight down her back.
Her makeup is now gone-washed away by the tears that are flowing freely. With her head down cast her bare feet move hesitantly toward the cross decorating the center of the stage.
Dropping to her knees
she wrapped her arms around the old wooden cross
and leaning her head
against its strength
inhaled deeply
and breathed her last.

The once silent crowd quickly becomes a mass of out of control.
Insecurity over the situation causes some to think maybe it is just a joke.
Maybe the pastor had put this woman up to this...what a great actress she was.

These thoughts were suddenly dismissed as they were hurriedly ushered out of the sanctuary.

The next day they buried the woman. There were very few in attendance
and so they missed the message
on a tombstone already prepared
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UNENCUMBERED
BY EARTH'S ENTRAPMENTS
OH WHAT JOY AWAITS THOSE
THAT CHOOSE TO LAY DOWN THEIR LIVES
IN ORDER TO SEE THE FACE OF GOD
Matthew 5:8
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S.B
I do not think that we have to wait for the death of our earthly bodies to see God. But, the Bible does say that no man shall see the face of God and live.
The answer to the puzzle I believe is found in Matthew 5:8

Hebrews 12:1-3