Sometimes I wonder how much longer do I have to be here?
It’s a selfish thought, I know.
I have two boys and a husband.
They can manage without me, those that I leave behind.
I confess this only to myself
I wouldn’t dare give it utterance… but I think it.
Alas, I have a job to do that my Savior is convinced
I have yet completed.
I’ve been sent here to share His love with you.
I’m supposed to tell you that the God of this universe
Intimately knows you down deep to the very core of you
Where the inkling of your thoughts are born
Then relayed to your brain before you even speak it
He knows you.
And He loves you despite the muck you are standing in
He thinks you the best creation of all
No glorious peacock in all of its splendor compares to
The stunning creature He sees in that shell of humanity you wear day in and day out
He cares more for you than one of these.
And so this message must be heard so that no man is without excuse.
He has sent you a personal invitation to THE wedding of the millennium
YOU are the guest of honor
It simply wouldn’t be heaven without you.