Wednesday, October 28, 2015

A Glimpse of Heaven

I spoke at my mother's church last Sunday. It was the first time she wasn't there when I ministered. She moved to another location. She's in her mansion just over the hill top, in that bright land where we'll never grow old.

Her new address is 'Glory Hallelujah' along the streets of gold. And she hasn't stopped dancing since she left here. And she doesn't want to come back. I can hear her saying, "Make sure you get up here. This place is something else. I can't describe it. You'll have to come see it for yourself."

I know now what my mother experienced a split second before she left this world. She got a glimpse of heaven and it took her breath away.


Bill Yount