Sep 2, 2022

WALKING ON THROUGH LIFE

 An old man and his dog were walking along a country road,  when it suddenly occurred to the man that he had died. He remembered dying, and realized, too, that the dog had been dead for many years. After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall along one side of the road. At the top of a long hill, it was broken by a tall, white arch that gleamed in the sunlight. When he was standing before it, he saw a magnificent gate in the arch that looked like mother of pearl, and street that looked like pure gold

 "Excuse me, but is this heaven?" "Yes,sir," the man answered. "Would you happen to have some water?" the man asked." Of course,  Come right in, I'll have some ice water brought up." The gatekeeper gestured to his rear,The huge gate began to open. "I assume my friend can come in..."  gesturing toward his dog. The reply was, "I'm sorry, sir, we don't accept pets."


After another long walk, he reached the top of another long hill, he came to a dirt road which led through a gate. There was no fence, it looked as if the gate had never been closed, grass had grown up around it. He approached the gate, saw a man  inside, in the shade of a tree in a old chair, reading a book. . "Do you have any water?" "Yeah, sure, there's a pump over there," the man said, pointing to a place that couldn't be seen from outside "Come on in and make yourself at home." "How about my friend here?" the traveler gestured to the dog. "He's welcome too, there's a bowl by the pump," 

 "What do you call this place?" 

 "This is heaven," was the answer. "Well, that's confusing," Traveler said. "It  doesn't look like heaven,  there's another man down the road said that place was heaven." "Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and pearly gates?

 "That's hell." They screen out the people who are willing to leave their best friends behind."

Its become a sad day.

Friend lost mother grandma and wife.

Friend from Malta the crew l got to love so much..his young girlfriend passed away so very young.

l am getting another major operation.

Matthews pain levels require him to take lot of pain relief


Life is tough, its hard at times but we get through!





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Some poetry from 2000 years ago to help me correct myself.

Since your mind will become a temple, do not leave any filth in it; do not leave in God’s house anything hateful to God. Let us be adorned a...

MAYBE WE WON`T MEET AGAIN

. . . she got a postcard in the mail
That just said Heaven,with a picture of the ocean and the beach
The simple words he wrote her
Said he loved her
How he'd hold her if his arms would reach
Wish you were here, wish you could see this place
Wish you were near,Wish I could touch your face
The weather's nice, it's paradise
It's summertime all year and there's some folks we know
They say, "Hello, "
I miss you so, wish you were here"