It was a large, bright. oval room with portraits up on the wall all around the room,"Who are these people, they must be important people to be up on the wall in this stately room", I asked Him. "They are indeed very important people", He replied..."They are my heroes...this is the Hall of Heroes", He explained excitedly. "These are my servants and friends who nobody knows their names on earth but they love and worship Me with all their hearts and lift Me high in all their doings".
"Wow!" I exclaimed, "I didn't know you had a Hall of Heroes for your servants who are not well-known or 'famous' as we say on earth...and then I looked down the hall and noticed it stretched way beyond the oval room which was just the entrance and continued forever and the light that emanated from the path ahead was very white and bright.
"Do the pictures ever come down, if..." and my voice trailed off but He knew my thoughts and smiled a smile that touched the depths of my being, such utter love and forgiveness embracing my soul in that smile; "No, never because I knew them even before they were born, I knit them in their mothers' wombs...and I know the end from the beginning; I am always waiting with open arms for anyone who loses their way to come home, back to me". I began to weep for the sheer love and passion for His children I heard in His voice...and in my tears, I awoke.
He greatly delights in you and loves you passionately!
Worship Him.
The King's Daughter.
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