My Mansion in Heaven
May 15, 2014 19:01:19 #
Once a rich man made it to Heaven. Upon his arrival, his escort greeted him and said, "Welcome! Follow me to your new heavenly home."
Along the way, the rich man saw an awesome mansion. He asked the escort, Is that my house? No sir." responded the escort, "Thats your maids house. The rich man thought to himself, Wow, if thats my maids house I cant wait to see how magnificent my house will be!
As they turned the corner the man saw another house, bigger and even better than the first. He asked again, Is that my house? and once the escort responded, No sir, thats your limo drivers house. Amazed at the size and splendor of these heavenly homes the rich man was filled with excitement and wonderment as he thought about what his home was going to be like.
Just then they went over a hill and came upon a small, old, rundown swamp shack. The escort said Well sir, were here. The rich man, with much disbelief, sheepishly asked, This is my house? With all the grace a saint can muster the escort said, Please forgive us sir, but we did the best we could with what you sent.
Always remember... "Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moth and rust do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also." - Matthew 6:19-20
Along the way, the rich man saw an awesome mansion. He asked the escort, Is that my house? No sir." responded the escort, "Thats your maids house. The rich man thought to himself, Wow, if thats my maids house I cant wait to see how magnificent my house will be!
As they turned the corner the man saw another house, bigger and even better than the first. He asked again, Is that my house? and once the escort responded, No sir, thats your limo drivers house. Amazed at the size and splendor of these heavenly homes the rich man was filled with excitement and wonderment as he thought about what his home was going to be like.
Just then they went over a hill and came upon a small, old, rundown swamp shack. The escort said Well sir, were here. The rich man, with much disbelief, sheepishly asked, This is my house? With all the grace a saint can muster the escort said, Please forgive us sir, but we did the best we could with what you sent.
Always remember... "Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moth and rust do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also." - Matthew 6:19-20
May 15, 2014 19:22:24 #
May 15, 2014 19:23:49 #
Great story, wrr! I like "we did the best we could with what you sent." :thumbup: :thumbup:
If you want to reply, then register here. Registration is free and your account is created instantly, so you can post right away.