When I was a boy, I thought of Heaven as a great shining city with vast walls, domes and spires and with nobody in it except white robed angels who were strangers to me.

By and by when my little brother died, I thought of a great city with walls, domes and spires and a flock of cold, unknown angels and a little fellow I was acquainted with. He was the only one I knew at that time.

Then another brother died and there were two that I knew. Then my acquaintances began to die and the flock continually grew.

But, it was not until I had sent one of my little children to his heavenly Parent that I began to think that I had gotten in a little myself.

A second went, a third went, a fourth went and by that time I had so many acquaintances in Heaven that I did not see any more walls, domes and spires. I began to think of the residents of that "Celestial City."

There have been so many of my acquaintances gone there that sometimes it seems that I have more in Heaven than I do on earth.

D. L. Moody, Sword of The Lord