I don’t know why I was allowed to visit heaven when I was six years old. I’d never been sick. I didn’t die.
I just went to sleep one night and awoke in heaven.
“You know,” my mother told me years later, “that doesn’t happen to just anyone. It’s by invitation only.”
Read the extraordinary story of how a girl with childlike faith embarked on a journey like no other . . . and received a detailed glimpse into Heaven itself.
Splash in the River of Life and see the scars on Jesus’ hands as Daleen recalls her remarkable visit to the place that felt – more than anything – like home.