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To my beloved,
If you are reading this, then news of my death has already reached your troubled ears.
I fear this is the hardest thing I have ever written; not because I must think of my own upcoming death -- though it is true that I must -- but because I can picture your beautiful eyes now filling with tears as your sweet face shows the distinguished marks of sadness. And could you but see me there in front of you, I would kiss away every lonely tear staining your face and beg you not to weep for me any longer.
Yet, my love, know that I am there with you now. While you may not see me, I am with you always. In every heartfelt memory, I am there. In every old photograph, I am there. In every long-lost dream, I am there. I will be with you when the sun shines and the rain pours, through laughter and tears, forever and always just as our vows promised. And I am smiling down upon you now from Heaven, where I and our Eternal King will be waiting for you.
Do not mourn for the loss of me, for God does not allow any tragedy to happen senselessly. Though all the breath is gone from me and your heart is shattered into pieces, there is purpose even in this. I wish that I could explain it to you, that I could find the words to write that would comfort you and make you understand why my death is an important part of God’s perfect plan, but I cannot...for I myself do not understand completely. Perhaps, though, it is not as important for us to know the meaning behind it as it is to know that there is a meaning behind it. Even now, as I sit here certain that my time on Earth draws to a close, I am convinced that whatever purpose exists in it is larger and vastly more important than anything I could come up with.
You might be tempted to lock this letter away, the last of the memories we have shared. Yet, as much as it may pain you, I beg of you not to push out thoughts of happier times spent together. It may bring you pain, but let us not forget that there is value in our suffering, just as there is value in those memories and dreams we have shared. For I know, and I am certain, that our life together held more significance and meaning than any life I could have ever lived on my own. It would be a pity and a shame for the memory of that life to vanish now that I am gone, and for your sake, I hope that you will continue to keep those fond -- though perhaps tearful -- remembrances alive with you.
I regret that I must now bring this letter to an end. It is late; we march into battle in the morning. I...am certain that I will not return alive. Do not weep, my dear, for I leave you in full confidence of where I am going, and I know I shall see you there someday.
In deepest and eternal love,
Your Soldier
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