Steppingstones to life:

     I saw stones like stepping stones lined up in a pathway.  One in front of another.  They were set in soft mud all around them, so if anyone left the path, they would sink.  A forrest of trees surrounded them with a bright light at the end of the path.  I could sense a people a multitude of people at the end.  They were assembled from all of the people's of the Earth.  They were all overlooked while in the world.  But here they shone like the stones of Arron's Ephod.  Gems were they all.  Attributes formed and molded because of persecution, and pressure unimaginable.  Now they were one for all eternity.  On their thighs, written Our Glory, King of Kings, and Lord of Lords.  No more suffering, no more tears.