In Memory ofSandra " Dennise " Jackson
Born: July 20, 1970
Heaven: February 07, 2002
| Hi my name is Sandra " Dennise " Jackson, but I'm known as just Dennise. We don't get to use our whole name here, just the one that HE allows. I'm not sure how long I've Been here, because it's hard to have any concept of time in this place. Sometimes it seems like I've been here forever, but other times it seems like only a moment. I remember very clearly the day I came, but before I tell you all about that I should try to describe what I remember before that day. I can't recall many details about where I was at before I came here, but I remember being in strange surroundings. It was dark and secluded, much different than where I am now, yet it was peaceful. I'm not even sure how long I stayed there, and although I was alone, I wasn't afraid. I heard many voices of all different tones. Sometimes I heard laughtner, and other times I heard crying and loud, angry words that frightened me. I heard one voice most often and I liked that one best because it was soft and gentle, and I would often fall asleep to the sound of that voice. I don't remember much of anything else except a sudden surge of pain that went all through me from the top of my head to the tips of my fingers and toes, and after that, nothing. A strange sensation took hold of me as I felt my whole body change into a form so free and unrestrained. Whats happening to me , I wondered. I felt myself rising, and looking up, I saw a face gazing down at me. His strong arms lifted me upwards as he spoke softly to me, and even though I didn't know who he was or where he was taking me, I was content in placing myself in his care. He never smiled, yet there was a pleasant expression on his face. A thick mist surrounded us as we continued to see what was ahead. He must travel this path often, I thought, because he knows every curve and detail as if it were second nature to him. As we pressed on futher, he told me about the stars and the planets that we were passing, and he knew every one of them by name. Each was different, and there was something unique about every one of them that he distinguished it from all the others. My attention returned to my companion. Who are you and where are you taking me? My name is of no importance. I am a messenger for the Caretaker and he wishes you to return to him because the place where you were was not worthy of you. I could sense a painful sadness in the way he spoke to me, but I made no response, although my mind was filled with questions and uncertainty. Return? How can I return to someone whom I have never met? This single thought consumed me until I realized that we were no longer moving. Two small words were whispered in my ear that would ring out in memory for eternity. " Welcome Home ". Out of a darkness a light pierced the black sky like a knife. As if separated, beams of sunshine burst forth and became larger and more intense, swallowing up the darkness by their radiance. I was blinded and I began to panic until I felt a hand on my shoulder and heard the voice of my friend. Be patient, Dennise. Let your eyes adjust to seeing as we see. The haziness became more and more clear, and what I saw made me cry out in Joy. Before me was the most beautiful sight I had ever seen, a garden beyond my wildest imagination. It was never-ending, stretching as far as I could see. A river as clear as glass, and small fish splashed in its beautiful water. Beside it grew groves of fruit trees and vines of grapes, which required the pure water to produce all the fruit. Soft grasses swayed in a cool breeze, lightly tickling my legs, and the sweet songs of a thousand birds filled my soul with music never heard before by human ears. White orchids, shaded from the sun, dripped with dew and gave off a fragrance as fresh as the morning air. Beyond the river were roses with petals the size of a hand, they grew under flowering trees with buds as pink as the sunset which grew so large that I couldn't see the tops. I tried to walk further into the garden but I was paralyzed by the wonder of its beauty. Looking down, I saw something that astounded me even more, I was standing on a path made of Pure Gold. In the distance I could see people tending the graden, and they came up to me and spoke kind words of welcome. I've been waiting for you Dennise, I looked at him and I said, I can't believe this, are you Grandpa Jackson and he said, you tell me, then all of a sudden I see so many that I knew and I was so Happy. I said Grandpa, is this Heaven and he said no sugar, this is what GOD calls HIS " Waiting Place ", but the day will come when we all here will go to Heaven, this is Paradise and JESUS takes care of all of us here. All of a sudden, I turned around and their He was. Though my vision was blurred, I could feel his gaze upon me. His eyes were so gentle and he was embracing me, My Precious Sandra " Dennise " Jackson, You've come back HOME to me. You are now mine again and their will be no more Pain and no Hurt be glad you have so many Family here and Dennise, more will Join You Here Soon, so for now until My Father tells me that " IT IS TIME ", you along with all the rest enjoy yourself here in My Paradise, for soon we will all Line Up For " JUDGEMENT DAY ". But don't you worry for all of my People here in GOD'S WAITING PLACE, WILL NEVER HURT AGAIN. Now go on over and say Hi to all your Friends and Family and hug each one because for some, It's Been A Long Time. Once Again, It Is So Good To Have You Back.
WRITTEN BY HER DAD: PAUL E. JACKSON SR.
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