I hope I tumble through heavens gates exhausted from the world. Drenched in peace. Hold the hands of everyone I have ever loved. I hope God tells me everything I did wrong and that the parts I did right helped me get here. I hope it feels like being carried to sleep as a child. I hope it sounds like laughing with everyone I love. The exhaustion turns to light and beams radiate off me like nothing of the world ever mattered, because it didn’t. I hope Jesus looks at me and says, “oh how we’ve been waiting for you.” I’ll run back to everything holy. I’ll know the answers and be content in everything I once swore I couldn’t live without. I’ll understand creation and why it matters- why I was part of it all. AMT©️