A slice of heaven, that is what I used to call a good piece of cheesecake, a good book, or anything that caught my attention. Today, and going forward, using that term has a whole new meaning for me. A slice of heaven was seen in the Dominican Republic office, singing with the children, all in our own languages.
God quickened my heart and reminded me that heaven will be like that. As we all walk in through the pearly gates of heaven we will all be singing praises to our savior in our own language. We all have the same subject of our affection, and he speaks in all languages and at all times.
God quickened my heart and reminded me that heaven will be like that. As we all walk in through the pearly gates of heaven we will all be singing praises to our savior in our own language. We all have the same subject of our affection, and he speaks in all languages and at all times.
1 comment:
Hi Carl,
Be blessed and lean on the Lord! What a great experience this will be to share with all.
Christie =o)
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