I’ll imagine with you….love you sooo much. One day it will all be perfect…hope you are feeling well…
Thanks, Debs. Sick as a dog…love you too!
Imagining … so powerful … yet so short of the reality. So we imagine.
I’m ready, Annie…I want to see Jesus. I want reality. 😉
I imagine the streets of gold. I imagine that we will all have a job to do in heaven. I imagine that it will be awesome to clean those streets of gold.
We will dance on the streets that are golden
The glorious Bride and the great Son of man
From every tongue and tribe and nation
will join in the song of the Lamb We will Dance By Russ David
Love to you sis.. If I don’t meet you in this life, looking forward to meeting you perfected in the next.
Hey, Carl! I sure want to work!!! It will be great to have a body that can. I’m hoping He’ll let me be a gardener. What an awesome privilege to be a gardener in heaven. 😀
Love you too, Carl!!!
Hey Michelle, thinking of you… Praying for you.
Thanks, Ripple. I came to read your posts, too sick to think of commenting, but I did pray for you. Love you!
I am looking forward to heaven..and yes..”come Lord Jesus”! just imagining all the things we won’t have to deal with there, that are direct results of the curse..we won’t have to battle the other gods who jockey for our attentions…because there will only be room for HIM there, our hearts will not feel broken, the last will be first!! LOL yea I love that one…there will be no bitterness, jealousy, hatred, things that take away from our abundant life. love ya
“our hearts will not feel broken”
Amen, Darla. No bitterness, jealousy, hatred…wow. Love you.
I am ready too Sis. I’m at a point where Earth really isn’t all what it’s cut out to be. Not to sound ungrateful; the Lord has blessed me plentiful while I’ve been here but I’m ready to go home. Honestly.
Love you. Hope you’re feeling better.
I understand, Gch. I’m praying for you. Much love.
Consider Jesus 
I’ll imagine with you….love you sooo much. One day it will all be perfect…hope you are feeling well…
Thanks, Debs. Sick as a dog…love you too!
Imagining … so powerful … yet so short of the reality. So we imagine.
I’m ready, Annie…I want to see Jesus. I want reality. 😉
I imagine the streets of gold. I imagine that we will all have a job to do in heaven. I imagine that it will be awesome to clean those streets of gold.
We will dance on the streets that are golden
The glorious Bride and the great Son of man
From every tongue and tribe and nation
will join in the song of the Lamb
We will Dance By Russ David
Love to you sis.. If I don’t meet you in this life, looking forward to meeting you perfected in the next.
Hey, Carl! I sure want to work!!! It will be great to have a body that can. I’m hoping He’ll let me be a gardener. What an awesome privilege to be a gardener in heaven. 😀
Love you too, Carl!!!
Hey Michelle, thinking of you… Praying for you.
Thanks, Ripple. I came to read your posts, too sick to think of commenting, but I did pray for you. Love you!
I am looking forward to heaven..and yes..”come Lord Jesus”! just imagining all the things we won’t have to deal with there, that are direct results of the curse..we won’t have to battle the other gods who jockey for our attentions…because there will only be room for HIM there, our hearts will not feel broken, the last will be first!! LOL yea I love that one…there will be no bitterness, jealousy, hatred, things that take away from our abundant life. love ya
“our hearts will not feel broken”
Amen, Darla. No bitterness, jealousy, hatred…wow. Love you.
I am ready too Sis. I’m at a point where Earth really isn’t all what it’s cut out to be. Not to sound ungrateful; the Lord has blessed me plentiful while I’ve been here but I’m ready to go home. Honestly.
Love you. Hope you’re feeling better.
I understand, Gch. I’m praying for you. Much love.