The twelve gates were twelve pearls: each individual gate was
of one pearl. And the street of the city
was pure gold, like transparent glass.
·
Will
that pearl door be propped open all the time or will we simply "pass"
right through it no one knows for sure, but what a glorious sight! (JB)
·
Without
spending a lot of time on the different stones and such, I think it is
important that in the city where our Father dwells, everything is
"precious". . .even the "asphalt is gold! (JB)
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