And I saw a vision of a gleaming white castle with a narrow footpath leading up to its great white gates. This walkway — extending out from the gates as far as the eye could see — was so worn that it appeared to the eye as a kind of cut-mark several feet deep. And when I asked a nearby angel as to the nature of this Bright Place — and why the path leading up to it was so well-worn, she replied: “This Place is where humans who love the Living Light bring their hearts for Perpetual Safe Keeping.”<\/p>\n
For a moment I pondered the significance of such a Place, marveling at its power and promise. As the strength of this impression grew, I spoke out: “Isn’t this something!” And I went on… “So many have come here to leave their love with the Divine that the ground itself has been worn away right up to the gates!”<\/p>\n
After my comment I could feel the angel’s attention fall upon me something like a breeze, and I looked up to see her smiling at me.<\/p>\n
“The reason the Path is as worn as it is,” she spoke as she looked away towards a person approaching the gates with empty hands, “is because most humans who find their Way here for the first time return time and time again.”<\/p>\n
She must have felt my confusion and anticipated my question because before I could even formulate what was racing through my mind she continued almost without pause.<\/p>\n
“First they come and leave their hearts here in God’s Good keeping, but then they return… only to take them back again.” She smiled once more and then — almost as an after-thought — said what were to be her last words to me: “It seems that some people must make this journey a thousand times before they actually come to understand that here is where the heart belongs for Good.”<\/p>\n
With that the mystery of the well-worn Path was solved, but there was something else that happened in that moment. I can’t be sure, but it seemed as though her smile turned into an unspoken question that moved from her eyes into my own. And that was when the vision ended.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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