The Life Workshop (part 2)

     So...passed the torn curtain, we are in the workshop now but it's not what I would expect.  It's not a place of hammers, saws, screwdlrivers or pliers.  It doesn't smell of wood like oak or cedar.  No.  Not like that at all.  No.  This is a Santa workshop!  And there paper snowflakes hanging from a twenty foot ceiling, rolls of Christmas wrapping paper of all colors with gift  covered  in shiny silver. fully decorated CHRISTMAS TREES 🌲with strings of yellow  orange, blue and red ,pink and white bulbs twinkle around us.  

  " Let's get on line"  Father says. 

"Line?"   There's a line",? I'm confused. 

"Think of it as a...buffet. A LIFE Line filled filled with everything I gave you...provided for you."   

There are dolls of your mom and dad,  Sam and Denise too.

You'll see replicas of all the houses you ever lived in, and  the neighborhoods

that you grew up in where you  had your paper route . All the places you lived your LIFE: ST. THOMAS  ST.JOJNS..

abd those are just the beginning.   What I gave you was much more than where you lived.

Your heart...mind...feelings and thoughts and the freedom to use them...

all of it..gifts..that I put into you....

      I felt a percolating as He continued to speak.  My LIFE.  The people He provided..cousins..friends  ministry partners, teachers, friends, mentors...and all that and so much more....

(To be continued)

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