Every now and then I get flooded with feelings of love
Then again at times I just want to run away and spend 40 days alone with God and noone else.
There are days when I want to go to heaven just for a minute to see what waits for me there.
There are days when the world makes me so frustrated I want to drop my dreams, goals and aspirations and go to God.
There are moments I sit in my world dreaming of what Jesus looks like. What Cologne he uses.
What I would say to him the day we meet face to face and how he would receive me. Would he at all?
I know that I will meet him and that he loves me.
But will Jesus know how much I love him?
Did I live my life in such a way that pleased him?
Is he proud of me?
Does God talk about me with pride like a father would to his buddies at work?
Does God brag about what I've done like a mother would at a Stokvel or tea party?
Does God know that I want to be like him...
Will he scold me for what I thought the other day? Is he upset that I didn't believe him when he said he'd look after me always?
Will he shout at me for thinking he forgot me last week?
What will Jesus really do when we met?
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