Heaven Struck
Folston Sr, Ule
When I was just a little boy, my mother taught me that God loved me and that when I was sad, God would show me thy way. Setting my prayers not so high that God would find them unreasonable, I would often find myself outside just staring up at the sky, hoping for a glimpse of heaven. I joined the church at 12 and felt the wonderful sensation of God coming into my heart. However as I grew older, got married, and had children of my own, I still h...