Reunion with Loved Ones Quotes

Death is not painful. It is the most beautiful experience you will have.

I believe absolutely and certainly that, when you die, you will meet your loved ones and know them and be reunited with them, never to be seperated again.

Religion provides the only story that is fundamentally consoling in the face of the worst possible experiences - the death of a parent, for instance. In fact, many religions take away the problem entirely, because their adherents ostensibly believe that they're going to be reunited with everyone they love, and death is an illusion.

To awake from death is to die in peace.

And so for me there is no sting of death, And so the grave has lost its victory. It is but crossing-with abated breath And white, set face-a little strip of sea To find the loved ones waiting on the shore, More beautiful, more precious than before.

I wish I believed I'd see my parents again, see my wife again. But I know it's not going to happen.

I feel a strong immortal hope, which bears my mournful spirit up beneath its mountain load; redeemed from death, and grief, and pain, I soon shall find my [child] again within the arms of God.

For sudden the worst turns the best to the brave, The black minute's at end, And the elements' rage, the fiend voices that rave, Shall dwindle, shall blend, Shall change, shall become first a peace out of pain, Then a light, then thy breast, O thou soul of my soul! I shall clasp thee again, And with God be the rest!

It's fun to talk about heaven, about the throne of God and Jesus and Pop and the daughter we thought we had lost but will meet again someday. But it's not fun to talk about how we got there.

Lady," she whimpered softly, wondering if she would meet her wolf again when she was dead.

Someday a loving Hand will be laid upon our shoulder and this brief message will be given: "Come home.

And when long years and seasons wheeling brought around that point of time ordained for him to make his passage homeward, trials and dangers, even so, attended him even in Ithaca, near those he loved.

Ah, Christ, that it were possible, For one short hour to see The souls we loved, that they might tell us What and where they be.