“And the street of the city was pure gold, as it were transparent glass. And I saw no temple therein
The story is told of a miner who struck gold and carried his bag of nuggets with him everywhere he went. He did not trust banks or safety deposit boxes to hold his gold. One day he died and went to heaven, still carrying his pouch filled with gold nuggets. When he arrived in heaven, the angel Gabriel asked him why he was carrying asphalt. “This is not asphalt,” explained the miner, “this is gold.” Gabriel replied, “On earth it’s called gold, but here in heaven we use it to pa