I'm allowing God to bring them back to memory and I will post them as He sees fit. Today it was one of the sweetest of pictures that he gave me.
As I lay in my bunk worshipping along with Jesus Culture "You Won't Relent" I thought of the prospect of my grandchildren coming up to the cabin the next day and the Lord gave me a startling picture of my Dad watching his great grandchildren playing in front of the cabin he built with his own hands. He was laughing and clapping his hands with that twinkle in his eyes. My eyes teared up and I thanked God for that picture. I wasn't sure what it meant. Perhaps he could see from heaven? That God allowed him to be there watching them for a moment in time? Anything is possible but didn't seem quite what God wanted me to see.
The next morning during a teaching time and a comment about our mansions in heaven, God revealed that was a picture of Dad's mansion in heaven (I always hoped it would look like the cabin) and saw his joy as children played in front of him. A glimpse of heaven is what I saw that night--a blessed glimpse of heaven--seeing my Dad where He is alive now doing what He loves to do.
