There’s an Adirondack camp that served young boys a long time ago that has fallen into disrepair. But there are young descendants of its founder that have a vision for its restoration. It’s a paradox. The same person that envisions what something could be is the same one who must envision what it was. And then, and only then, the sweat equity can begin.
PORTAL TO HEAVEN: The reclamation of The Garden of Eden is something that only The Creator could remember and only He could know how to restore. There were good reasons for His weeping. There were good reasons for His hope.
But many of the older priests and Levites and family heads, who had seen the former temple, wept aloud when they saw the foundation of this [smaller] temple being laid, while many others shouted for joy. No one could distinguish the sound of the shouts of joy from the sound of weeping, because the people made so much noise. And the sound was heard far away…After he drove the man out, he placed on the east side of the Garden of Eden cherubim and a flaming sword flashing back and forth to guard the way to the tree of life…Jesus wept…his sweat was like drops of blood falling to the ground…Then he showed me a river of the water of life, clear as crystal, coming from the throne of God and of the Lamb…Ezra 3:2 NIV (Editor’s bracket), Genesis 3:24 NIV, John 11:35 NIV, Luke 22:44, Revelation 22:1