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 for them that love him." Think, then, about God and heaven.

I remember when I was a little boy, as I lay in bed with the curtain drawn back, watching the bright stars, I used to sing myself to sleep, saying,

Twinkle, twinkle, little star; How I wonder what you are; Up above the world so high, Like a diamond in the sky."

A little girl was once asked what the stars were; she replied, "They are holes in heaven to let God's glory shine through." That was a lovely thought. Supposing we climb up and look through one of