The sunset I can see!
The songbirds I can hear.
But, the roses I can not smell.
A steak sizzling on the grill.
Coffee steaming in my cup.
The grandbaby's sweet breath.
The faint aroma of her pillow.
Memories ...
Expectations?!
As I enter the gates, the saints' prayers waft on the air?!
And, what is that sweet, fruity smell, so intoxicating?!
Revelation 8:3-4 NIV
[3] Another angel, who had a golden censer, came and stood at the altar. He was given much incense to offer, with the prayers of all God’s people, on the golden altar in front of the throne. [4] The smoke of the incense, together with the prayers of God’s people, went up before God from the angel’s hand.
Revelation 22:1-2 NIV
[1] Then the angel showed me the river of the water of life, as clear as crystal, flowing from the throne of God and of the Lamb [2] down the middle of the great street of the city. On each side of the river stood the tree of life, bearing twelve crops of fruit, yielding its fruit every month. And the leaves of the tree are for the healing of the nations.
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