C.S. Lewis offers this thought on dressing for heaven:
“Women sometimes have the problem of trying to judge by artificial light how a dress will look in daylight. That is very like the problem for all of us: to dress our souls not for the electric lights of the present world but for the daylight of the next.”
Going as I am. And the angels will weep…”There goes the neighbourhood.”
Nope. The angels will say, “Here comes Andrew. Let the dogs out!”