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WHAT HAPPENS IN HEAVEN



I dream that I went to Heaven and an angel was showing me around. We
walked side-by-side inside a large workroom filled with angels.

My angel guide stopped in front of the first section and said, 'This
Is the Receiving Section. Here, all petitions to GOD said in prayer
are Received.'

I looked around in this area, and it was terribly busy with so many
angels sorting out petitions written on voluminous paper sheets and
scraps from people all over the world.

Then we moved on down a long corridor until we reached the second section.

The angel then said to me, 'This is the Packaging and Delivery
Section. Here, the graces and blessings the people asked for are
processed and delivered to the living persons who asked for them.'

I noticed again how busy it was there. There were many angels working
hard at that station, since so many blessings had been requested and
were being packaged for delivery to Earth

Finally at the farthest end of the long corridor we stopped at the
Door of a very small station To my great surprise, only one angel was
Seated there, idly doing nothing. 'This is the Acknowledgment
Section,' My angel friend quietly admitted to me. He seemed
embarrassed 'How Is it that there is no work going on here?' I asked.

'So sad,' the angel sighed. 'After people receive the blessings that
they asked For, very few send back acknowledgments ..'

'How does one acknowledge GOD's blessings?' I asked.

'Simple,' the angel answered. Just say, 'Thank you, GOD.'

'What blessings should they acknowledge? ' I asked.

'If you have food in the refrigerator, clothes on your back, a roof
overhead and a place to sleep you are richer than 75% of this world.
If you have money in the bank, in your wallet, and spare change in a
dish, you are among the top 8% of the world's wealthy .'

'And if you get this on your own computer, you are part of the 1% in
the world who has that opportunity. '

Also .......

' If you woke up this morning with more health than illness ... You
are more blessed than the many who will not even survive this day .'

'If you have never experienced the fear in battle, the loneliness of
imprisonment, the agony of torture, or the pangs of starvation .. You
are ahead of 700 million people in the world.'

'If you can attend a Place of Worship without the fear of harassment,
arrest, torture or death you are envied by, and more blessed than,
three billion people In the world .'

'If your parents are still alive and still married ...you are very rare ..'

'If you can hold your head up and smile, you are not the norm, you're
unique to all those in doubt and despair.'

Ok, what now? How can I start?

If you can read this message, you just received a double blessing in
that someone was thinking of you as very special and you are more
blessed than over two billion people in the world who cannot read at
all.

Have a good day, count your blessings, and if you want, pass this
along to remind everyone else how blessed we all are.

ATTN:
Acknowledge Dept.: 'Thank you GOD, for giving me the ability to share
this message and for giving me so many wonderful people to share.

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