The Simple Scents of Life

All too soon for me, we had to make our departure. On our way back to the car, we turned to get a few last glimpses of that quiet place. As the doors were shut, we remembered the line above the window, that the body does indeed return to dust, exactly where it came from; and the spirit to God, who gave it. May God give us the strength and the grace to ever walk in His ways; to fight the good fight; to run the race that has been set before us. And when our appointed time arrives, may we enter His gates, see Him in His awesome glory, look into His wonderful face, and hear His voice say, “Well done, good and faithful servant!”