Together we walked along a lovely pathway in a garden of exquisite beauty.Flowers with the most delicate forms blended their exotic scents to perfume the air with an ever so subtle fragrance. Surely, I thought, Eden must have looked like this. Birds with brilliant-colored plumes sang while painted butterflies danced in fluttering pirouettes creating a rainbow of colors.
We crossed a nearby clearing into the midst of a garden party. The tables and chairs were neatly arranged beneath the tangle of outstretched branches, which served as a sheltering canopy. The comforting sounds of talking and laughter rang out all around us. As we approached a table on the far side of the clearing, a stillness fell over the crowd. A closer look indicated that there was but one person sitting at that table. That person was God, appearing just as I had seen Him in the Big City. �Hello, Lord, What are you doing sitting all alone?� I asked.
�Sometimes it gets lonely being God. Please sit,� He said gesturing in our direction. We pulled up chairs and joined Him.
�Where are we? Could this place be heaven,Lord?� I asked.
�No. This isn�t heaven. Heaven is neither here nor there. Let me assure you, heaven is closer to you than you think. It�s within you. All of this comes from what�s within you. Both heaven and hell are within your mind. All you have to do is choose which you�d like to have.�
�Bless you, Lord,� was all I could say. Realizing how ridiculously stupid I must have appeared,I quickly apologized.�Don�t be embarrassed, John. It�s generally the intent that�s important,� said God.
�Thank you,Sir,� I replied as Marla and Gideon giggled in amusement at my predicament.
�Why don�t you say something, Gideon?� I asked, feeling at a loss for words.
�This is your party, John. We�re celebrating your visit.�
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