Stones

More about Stones

I came upon an elderly man working as a gate guard many years ago. He asked what I was going to do with all of the spare wire & junk cables in the back of my truck (back in the oilfield days). I was going to just toss them when I got back to the shop so I gave them to him. There was probably enough wire in those cables to get maybe 10-20 bucks. He was happy and I was happy to give.

He tells me a story that not only captivated me but stuck with me since then. He said that he saw heaven once. He had died and seen the afterlife and came back. His wife had passed a year or so before this conversation. He spoke of how he couldn't wait to get there but waiting was alright because he saw how it was going to be.

The one part of the story that stood out the most... He said that he walked with God down this road made of transparent gold. The buildings were also made of the same gold. Along the side of the road were stones. God told him that each stone was for a different person and each stone was a different color and there were no two stones alike. Each and every single one is unique. On each stone there was a name. God showed him his stone. He told me that it was a lavender purple stone but a purple he had never seen before. He said the colors were so vibrant and so many that we couldn't possibly perceive it.

I hope he's doing well and as happy as he knew he would be.