God can always show love

Last night I drifted off to asleep around three am, I had been so restless with matters

that consumed my life lately I was nothing more than a victim

of shallow jagged breaths after laying down I just collapsed It was not like any other time

I had fallen to sleep, because somewhere in the night, before the morning

I must have drifted to far away. I was in a place I can't describe.

All I know is that there were voices singing a bounty of songs

to beautiful music, but I could not see anyone. It was what you would think of as paradise.

In this outstanding heavenly place with tons of everything I knew nothing about

but everything was so unbelievable. I found myself lost and trying to find my way

then after a while I gave in and followed my heart.

Out of nowhere I could hear a tender voice call out to me she said her name was angel

speaking in such a soft tone I trusted her when she held out her hand and said,

"I know where you need to be"

As we walked along I learned she was made up of nothing less than the holy spirit

as we wondered along side by side I could see she was as soft upon her feet as the clouds

in the blue sky that stretched out before the heavens. we walked as she led me

across a valley to a little log home that rested beside a peaceful green Forrest

with flowers and woven vines hanging all along the porch stepping closer to the house

looking back I could tell my angel was no longer with me.

She had simply faded away with the same charm as was noticed when she arrived.

I began to wonder if she was ever really there at all.

It was then I saw "LOVE" dancing around inside the tiny log home

there was a wood fire crackling in the chimney I could smell the sweet aroma of

the oak wood as it drifted up and away from the cottage. On the other side of the room I noticed the dinner table was set for two. Love was so happy and smiling, she was dressed in a long cotton gown with her beautiful long hair pinned a top of her head. As my heart started to pound a feeling came over methat I had reached the end of my life's journey. It somehow didn't matter,

I had found inner peace like never before the connection between love's and my soul

was a given we were destine always, there was never a beginning,

and I say with all truth there was and never would be an appointment for an ending.

As I watched the reflection off the large picture window of all that was behind me I could see a beautiful valley full of thick green trees, there was without a dough a well orchestrated communication

between the light and darkness that allowed the rays of sunshine to somehow find their way bouncing in and out between the shimmering branches of the tall trees with a strong desire to reach the bottom of a crystal clear pond with only one purpose to reveal the colors of the past years leaves that had fallen and now lay softly preserved sheltering the tiny fish that had made their homes from them.

Nature would have it no other way in this blessed world. Flowing onward was a rumbling river

with the deepest colors only an artist with a humble soul could process the gentleness

in every stroke of the brush to give it life.

There was also soft grass that grew along each side of the river

reaching far beyond my Imagination waving back and forth in such a manner

I could almost see what touches all but leaves no finger prints coming to and passing away

with no color and no substance but truly always welcome "The wind"

I wondered how could all this be and who hath the right to expose the gifts of heaven to me.

At that moment a cooling breeze rushed in from a pail evening sky and pushed back the hair

from my face. It was then I knew all my sin's were forgiven I had been consumed

by the grace of the almighty God.  I then fell upon my knees and cried out thank you “lord God”

I was then reborn and allowed to forget everything good and bad

I ever knew about the life and the world I had once lived in.

Slowly, I stepped upon the little wood porch that extended the front boundary

of the small home as I reached out and tapped on the door,

there was a moment where time stood still, and then the sweetest voice called out, who is it?.

I then spoke and said, it is I “Prentis”

Without wasting another minute "LOVE" opened the door, happy tears filled her eye's

like millions of little diamonds bursting with excitement she said to me.

Where have you been, I have been so worried that you wouldn't make it home.

I now know what it's like to have my mother's love and hold her in my arms.

Thank you Jesus

All this and I never left the operating table. I later discovered I had suffered a brain Aneurysm

 Prentis Goodwin

2008