Ever remember feeling like this? With the eagerness of a child witnessing the world around you? Have a good – a really good – look. . . on what’s growing on the earth below your feet. . . at what’s happening in the skies above you. Remember how it was?

I experienced a taste of heaven whenever I studied a branch of weigela blossoms up close, admiring it and thanking God for it.

I experienced heaven when the sun came out after dreary days of rain. “Thank you, God,” I say, and the joyful feeling overtook me.

marja