I know I shall live and not die, but through Jesus' power, joyfully see the dawn of a glorious Morning. I mean I will not go back but live for Jesus until the day every element of sin and Satan will be gone from me forever. I'm just a pilgrim in search of a City.
My happiness, yeah, my everlasting happiness lie in Jesus Christ. He is my pursuit of happiness and I shall obtain Him (apprehend but not comprehend Him). However, I blush and bow down my head in shame of the many times I have lived far below God's expectation. "O Jesus, help me to serve you to the end, be Thou forever near me, my Saviour and my Friend." If a man die shall he live again? The prospect is too awesome. I shall live eternally with Christ. 'Tis is thrilling.