I think I've caught up on links, mostly. I'll sit here with my coffee (tehee) and add a few comments about heaven. My mother said she used to watch neighbors hanging out diapers on the line for their babies and cry as she prayed for God to watch out for Little Paul, my two year old brother who had been poisoned by a safety pin he'd swallowed and died.
When my mother died, my daughter brought my grandson (age 3 or 4) to the viewing at the funeral parlor. Drew looked around at all the flowers surrounding the casket and asked, "Is this heaven?" Deb had told him her grandma had gone to heaven, and the flowers caused him to wonder.
I like the suggestions of heaven I've read here. I can only imagine God smiles at our awe of His wonderful creations on earth (I think Don read my mind for one of his articles!): sunsets, sunrises, oceans, waterfalls, mountains, new snow, etc., as He knows we cannot truly realize how beautiful heaven is. I don't think we'll miss the pain and partings and sadness and fear that we have here, but we'll rejoice in the welcome we'll receive there. I pray for each of my porch friends the joy of heaven at God's appointed time.





But knowing him . . . he will be back!

