A precious friend shared this photograph with me. It comes from Pennsylvania....where the beauty and the tranquility of such a sacred structure is an inspiration to all who see it. I asked her if I could use this on Sue's tribute and she graciously said yes. You don't see churches like this in Las Vegas. I don't think there's so much as one. As I looked at this picture it reminded me of that sacred, older hymn, about coming to the garden alone, while the dew is still on the roses....and the joy we share as we tarry there, none other has ever known.......my sweet friend is enjoying the sweet smelling gardens in Heaven, where the roses are more fragrant and the sky is a deeper blue....and the mountains stretch as far as the eye can see in all of their glory. She came to the garden alone, just as we all must do, and in the blink of an eye Heaven was opened to her in all of its amazing glory. I can't imagine how spectacular the view is.....or how peaceful and serene......just as lovely as a beautiful white church in the Pennsylvania countryside!
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