I am sure we will recognize each other in heaven. Jesus's disciples recognized him in that upper room and at the shore.
One of my friends had a son who played with my sons when all three were little. I didn't see that young man as a teenager. I was invited to his wedding, and wondered if I would recognize him. Gone were the curly red locks; gone were the baby-chubby cheeks. There stood before me a grown young man. Oh, but his eyes! The moment I looked into his eyes I recognized him. It is said that "the eyes are the window to the soul", and our souls will be truer than ever in heaven. How can we not recognize each other - how can we not see each other truly - there?
I am sure we will recognize each other in heaven. Jesus's disciples recognized him in that upper room and at the shore.
One of my friends had a son who played with my sons when all three were little. I didn't see that young man as a teenager. I was invited to his wedding, and wondered if I would recognize him. Gone were the curly red locks; gone were the baby-chubby cheeks. There stood before me a grown young man. Oh, but his eyes! The moment I looked into his eyes I recognized him. It is said that "the eyes are the window to the soul", and our souls will be truer than ever in heaven. How can we not recognize each other - how can we not see each other truly - there?
Grateful for your gift of writing, Ashley.