it was an ordinary tuesday afternoon on 3rd St...i was sitting upon my swiveling leather throne...creeping on facebook...swimming thru a sea of useless used book information...among other busybody activities...beyond the surface level day-to-day blah blah...my heart was faltering...my faith was weak...my mind was grasping for truth...ready to quit church...ready to walk away from God...
the door opened and in walked a little boy, 3 years old, maybe 4...nothing unusual, i thought his mom or dad would enter shortly behind...perhaps they were helping a younger sibling or grabbing a box of books to trade...
i asked this little boy if i could help him and directed him to the childrens book area...with a heavenly countenance, this boy paused and gazed into my eyes...a gaze that penetrated my soul...and said, "i have been to heaven and back, and have been sent back to bear witness of heavenly things. i know your faith is weak, i am here to strengthen your faith."
and for two hours i sat criss cross applesauce (indian style before politically correct took over)at the feet of this incarnate angel...hearing him speak of things only a citizen of heaven would know...he told me about my first crush, something only myself and my second grade trapper-keeper could know...he told me about flying in the clouds with peter, paul and mary and my first pet...a black german shepard...a dog who passed on before this boy was born...he even knew the dogs name...for two hours he dispensed knowledge of heavenly quality and worth...and never did a parent follow him into the store...as he left i followed him out, walking about 8-10 feet behind...as i opened the front door there was no one...not a soul in the parking lot...
before this incident, i was undecided about heaven...unsure whether it really existed...not any longer...HEAVEN IS FOR REAL...knowing that heaven is real my faith has been strengthened...my heart flutters with joy...my mind is secure with hope...
i am still unsure about hell...i will await a fiery visitor to arrive on 3rd St. before i make up my mind...
i hope this little boy tells someone else, maybe his parents, about heaven so they are able to write a book so that millions of people (3 million to be exact) will also be strengthened by the verbal treasures of heaven...oh the pleasures of treasures...i hope everyone, like myself, will know that HEAVEN IS FOR REAL!
later from 3rd St...
Thursday, June 23, 2011
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