We Live Forever

By Robert Hall

I'll offer absolute proof of the existence of God but first I'd like you to understand a little about my life. I enjoy a strong and growing faith in Source. Not the God as depicted in the Bible who is jealous, vindictive, angry, and demanding of worship. Not the God who created hell and required the sacrifice of His Son to save us from it. Not the God who "calls" young children Home. Our God is the Ultimate, Eternal Expression of Love. To me this is Truth. It does not matter one iota to me if you believe in God or not, I mean it's a belief. Right? My manuscripts are simply to share my perception of Truth and not to "save" anybody. These are over a decade of writings and if they instill in you a growing peace, then you'll experience the "fruits" of Truth also. -Bob

• Language: English
• Publisher: Robert Hall
• Release date: Jan 12, 2024
• ISBN: 9798224688500

Robert Hall

I'm 71 and was fortunate to be raised by a Father and Mother who were old enough to be my grandparents. The subject of God never came up but they taught me a prayer at a very young age, "Now I lay me down to sleep I pray to you Lord my soul to keep if I should die before I awake I pray oh Lord my soul to take." Thus a belief in a Higher Power was ingrained. My manuscripts are a compilation of over ten years of writing. If they instill in you a growing peace I'm more than satisfied. Bob

Book preview

Our Tragic Second Honeymoon

Back in October,2000 I had been married for 20 years.

Mary Jo and I were becoming more excited about our upcoming vacation. We'd say, One week closer. She proved to be an excellent employee of Time Warner Cable. After one year, she was the top sales rep. In the Pittsburgh district. She had earned, not won, an all-expense paid, five-day cruise on Carnival Cruise.The time arrived.  On Saturday, we went to the mall to get some last minute items. We were walking, and Mary Jo suddenly stopped and saw a beautiful painting by Thomas Kincaid titled A New Day Dawning. She said, I'll bet that's what Heaven looks like. I'm looking at the same painting now. During that time, she would randomly bring up the subject of death. I don't know what I would do without you. Honey, I don't know what I would do." I found out.

Sunday, Oct.15th 2000 we flew out of Pittsburgh, Mary Jo was holding my arm with her head on my shoulder. She had never flown and was scared. We arrived in Florida and boarded the ship. We were very excited and called this our second honeymoon. The ship set sail for Nassau. Monday we stopped at a small island, and looked at the local vendors' merchandise. The last item Mary Jo ever purchased was a cross.  

That evening we attended Captain's Dinner. Mary Jo had