Life would be utterly unbearable if we thought we were going nowhere, that we had nothing to look forward to. The greatest gift life can offer would be a faith in God and a hereafter. Why don’t we have it? Perhaps like all gifts it must be struggled for. “God, I believe” (or rather, “I must believe or despair”). “Help thou my unbelief.” “Take away my heart of stone and give me a heart of flesh.” I wrote the above lines when I felt the urgent need for faith, but there were too many people passing through my life – too many activities – too much pleasure (not happiness).

When we get to heaven, God is going to say to us, “Where are the others?"