"Dede's Walk With God"


 

 

 


 

"In my Father's house are many mansions: if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you. And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again, and receive you unto myself; that where I am, there ye may be also."
John 14: 2-3



Only Glimpses

Laurel knew she was dying. Over the weeks, we often talked about heaven ~ what it would look like and how it would be to live there. It seemed we always ended up crying and then holding each other tight in gentle hugs of hope. The hardest part was trying to imagine something we had never seen ~ something about which we knew only a little. And then I remembered this story . . .

There was once a young girl with blonde hair and deep blue eyes, who had been blind since birth. When she was twelve, the doctor's were able to perform a new type of surgery that, if successful, would give her the gift of sight. The outcome would not be known for several days. After the bandages were removed, her eyes had to be protected from the light. So she sat in darkness, waiting.

The mother spent long hours answering her daughter's questions about what things looked like and what she should expect. They were both so excited about the possibility of being able to see that neither of them slept much. Over and over, even in the darkness, they talked about every lovely thing they could imagine ~ colors, shapes, beauty of every kind.

Finally, the moment came when the young girl's eyes could endure enough light for her to look out the window. She stood there for a long time without saying a word. Outside, the spring day was ideal. Bright sun and warm fluffy clouds decorated the sky. Lacy blossoms sprinkled to the ground like pink snow as soft breezes stirred the cherry trees. Yellow crocuses proudly lined the brick walkway.

When the girl turned back to her mother, tears were streaming down her cheeks. "Oh Mother. Why didn't you tell me it would be so beautiful?"


After sharing this story with my friend, tears filling my own eyes, I said to her, "Laurel, right now we're sitting in the darkness, but before long, you will be asking God that very same question."

~Author Known To God~

Thanks to a very dear friend (Sandy) for this beautiful story.

Mansion Over The Hilltop
(Words & Music by Ira Stamphill)

I'm satisfied with just a cottage below
A little silver and a little gold
But in that city where the ransomed will shine
I want a gold one that's silver lined

I've got a mansion just over the hilltop
In that bright land where we'll never grow old
And some day yonder we will never more wander
But walk on streets that are purest gold

Don't think me poor or deserted or lonely
I'm not discouraged I'm heaven bound
I'm but a pilgrim in search of the city
I want a mansion, a harp and a crown

I've got a mansion just over the hilltop
In that bright land where we'll never grow old
And some day yonder we will never more wander
But walk on streets that are purest gold



 


 






 

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