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We are each like snowflakes that have fallen from the sky, each one has fallen at different times and none are just alike... they are all as unique and special in thier own way. As snowflake each falls to the ground some may stay for a while, some evaporate in the wake of the morning sun. Some snowflakes may get washed away by rain…some never even make it to the ground. Each one of us are engulfed by what seems to be an endless journey here on earth that will some someday, eventually will lead us all back home. No not one of us are alike, each as different as those snowflakes that fall from the sky. For just like the snowflakes that are here on earth for a short time? We too will have a final day here on earth very soon. When Angels will descend down from the heavens above and come to take us each back home.For just like those snowflakes that fell to the ground and return to the sky that no one ever sees. You too will be taken up to the Pearly White Gates by the Angels with their beautiful white gossamer wings... they will then rap you up in a purple robe...and place upon your head a gold crown to wear. Then the stars in the sky above will start to dance and dazzle… for those to see who were left behind on earth…and trumpets will sound as the Angles will sing songs of joy and great praise! They will all rejoice with cries of rapture that you have return home to stay! But up there in heaven there was no gold, silver or diamond paved roads for you to walk upon only the soft clouds from where we all come from… but there was a gentle kiss from our Father whom sat above in the heavens on high...as he spoke into your ear and gave you a hug... and as he said to you in a soft voice, "Welcome my lost snowflake, welcome back home." Copyright © 2006 Jay Anderson-Taylor

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