"A Dwelling Place in the Skies"
In the Local Museum's art exhibition, there was a painting that caught the eye of everybody.
A beautiful young lady approaches to the painting and gives her (negative) feedback about the painting. Right after that, it's owner starts to tell the story about Grandpa Jones and his grandson, a little boy saying:
The little boy used to go to Church with his Grandfather Mr. Jones, every Sunday morning listening to the Preaching and Teaching at Sunday School. His favorite one was the one that said "we all have a dwelling place in Heaven". Once at home, his Grandpa Jones told him stories about the teaching he received, only if the little boy asked him to do so.
Little boy: Grandfather, tell me a story
Grandpa Jones: You have heard the Preacher speak about dwelling places in Heaven, so let me tell you the story of the Cottage in the skies
Little boy: A Cottage in the skies?
Grandpa Jones: Yes, it was my 14th year as a lumberjack and I was on my way home to the village where we lived, I decided to take a shortcut home, I only had to climb up the highest hilltop called the enchanted mountain, and after that I would easily arrive home, faster than walking all the way through the valley, which was a five hour journey.
Little boy: so did you climb the enchanted mountain?
Grandpa: Yes, I did
Little boy: What did you see?
Grandpa Jones: On my way to the top of the enchanted mountain I heard all sorts of noises, I saw beautiful deer, many rabbits, beautiful birds, butterflies of all species, I even saw a mountain lion (Puma) who seemed to talk to me, saying in a roar "look up".
Little boy: Wow! What did you see?
Grandpa Jones: When I had raised my head (because when you climb up a hill, you look down watching your steps carefully), I saw the most amazing thing I have seen! I saw a beautiful Cottage and its Iron Mills floating above me! I saw an amazing colored sky with all colors in the most beautiful sunset I had ever seen! Then I saw the people who lived there, they told me, we all have dwelling places in Heaven, but yours will be a special one, a dwelling place in the skies. I thought I was dreaming! I thought it was impossible! How? What? Why? I could not believe my eyes! When I finally arrived home, I painted what I had seen because as you know, painting is my hobby!
Little boy: That was awesome, a dwelling place in the skies!
That was the story of this beautiful painting.
The grandfather of the painting passed away a few days ago and donated his collection to this Museum, this one is his favorite one!
The young lady approaches to the young man asking him: you were the little boy, weren't you?
The young man: My grandfather was a great man, he also was a great painter and a story teller, he never killed any wild animal, and he loved hiking mountains, he helped my poor family earn the fortune we now have, he never liked cities, he now lives in his dwelling place in the skies!

Sorry if it was too long, I tried to shorten it, I hope you liked it!