Heard from my friend this morning...
"C. S. Lewis wrote, 'At present we are on the outside of the world, the wrong side of the door. We discern the freshness and purity of the morning, but they do not make us fresh and pure. We cannot mingle with the splendours we see. But all the leaves of the New Testament are rustling with the rumour that it will not always be so. Some 'day, God willing, we shall get in.' Last night at 8:30 p.m. my father got in."
Lloyd slipped into eternity and the everlasting arms of God.
(See the prelude to this conclusion, date: October 22, 2011 "Check-Mate!)
(See the prelude to this conclusion, date: October 22, 2011 "Check-Mate!)
