When I think about heaven…
It’s about the possibilities…
The people I love are not with me…
Or I’m not with people that I love…
Or I’m with them together in the heaven ^u^
But I believe there is no sadness in heaven…
Am I belonging in heaven? It’s not a good question… It shouldn’t be question, but it should be motivation.
In the ever after life, the end of the long road only two and they are heaven or hell. Of course I never want to go to the hell.
I’ve read the article about the beauty of heaven, it can’t be imagine by our minds. Its beauty never been seen by our eyes, never been heard by our ears, and never been touched by our hands…
I wonder why there are many people want to go to heaven but never want to learn how to go there. They don’t want to learn about Islam in the right theory and practice it in daily life. They have hundreds of reason to not going learn Islam. Even they want to, they looking for the speakers those can make them happy, justify their faults, and excuse the continuous faults their make…
Dear, heaven decorate with unlovely things…
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