If you look at this picture you can imagine the view we are greeted with many evenings. It is a sight that never get old. It changes from season to season, but all in their way are beautiful. As I stare at the view, I marvel at our Lord's creation. We call this farm Slice of Almost Heaven for good reason. It is not big, but it suits our needs. It is a place we call home, a place to grow and mature. A place to live life with your soulmate on this side of heaven.
What will heaven be like, my finite brain can not fathom. Considering this world in all of its beauty is fallen how much more can it be? Beauty beyond my understanding and comprehension, every sense will be involved, including some I don't know about. What if you could smell the color purple? Then to be greeted by my Lord and Savior, I may begin to understand what kept him on that cross. It was to pay for a dept that was mine and my alone. No man has greater love them to willingly give their's so other can live with the blessed assurance that they will one day be in heaven instead of just almost heaven.....
Ponder this as you go about your day.
What will heaven be like, my finite brain can not fathom. Considering this world in all of its beauty is fallen how much more can it be? Beauty beyond my understanding and comprehension, every sense will be involved, including some I don't know about. What if you could smell the color purple? Then to be greeted by my Lord and Savior, I may begin to understand what kept him on that cross. It was to pay for a dept that was mine and my alone. No man has greater love them to willingly give their's so other can live with the blessed assurance that they will one day be in heaven instead of just almost heaven.....
Ponder this as you go about your day.
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