Little One

As he leaned him head against His shoulder, he felt a deep sense of peace flood through him entire being. A peace that passed all understanding. He was forgiven for all of his sins. He sensed that thime many, many sins that he was not even aware of, people he had hurt without meaning to, things he not done that he should have done, sins so hidden that only the Man beside him knew. They were all forgiven. Peace, gratitude, humility, but most of all joy. He was home at last.
Jesus led him to a smaller door off to the side of the great room. Two angels respectfully opened the door as they approached. Once inside the room, he was greeted with a wondrous sight a table perhaps two hundred feet long groaned with food of every kind and description. Around the table was something he could scarce believe. Acquaintances from church that had gone on before him and, Christian friends and family he had helped bury could it be? Yes, there were his grandparents seated near the head of the table. Strangely enough there was a gentleman seated beside them that he just knew was his father’s father, a man he had never seen before. A great assembly of his loved ones who had also put their trust in Jesus.
On the other side of the table near the head was a beautiful young girl. The girl was jumping up and down and waving at him. He looked like………..”He looks just like he did when he and Mom got married. He turned to Jesus. He responded, “Yes that’s your mothim, lovely creature isn’t he. He certainly seems happy to see you doesn’t he?”
A muscular young man in the seat next to him mothim jumped up so quickly that he threw his chair over backwards. He came running toward him.
“Oh, who can this be? He gasped
“You’d better get ready for a big hug from your Mom”, said the tall man beside him.
The young man reached him and tore him out of Jesus’ grasp and grabbed him in a bear hug then immediately tossed him in the air.
“Just like I used to do when you were little; remember baby?”
“I’m 96 years old. I can’t be roughhousing like this”, he said
“What? Look at yourself. You look like you’re 30 years old and not a day older”
A glance down at himself confirmed what him fathim had said. Something had happened to him. He no longer carried the weight of many years. His was a body that sang with vibrancy. The thrill of youth was in him blood. His was a body that wanted to run, to dance, to sing. The realization dawned upon him that this wonderful marvelous, energetic body was his to keep for eternity. The joy of it all overwhelmed him mind. Young again forever!
Bringing himself back to the present, he turned to his father with a simple query.
“Dad?”
“Yes son?”
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Where Am I?

Within what seems to be only moments, a light appear in the distance and rapidly approaches. He watches with a strange sense of calm. the light soon takes on the form of men dressed all in white. The being stops beside him and takes an arm.

‘’Where are we going he asks with some apprehension/’’

‘’You’re going home and I’m here to guide you.''

The two of them move thru what seems to be the entire universe in just moments. Plants, suns, galaxies flash past them in a blur of movement. The journey ends abruptly before a great golden door. He notices that the door itself must be at least ten stories high. To his relief he notes that the stands wide open.

The being of light usurers he thru the door and into the room beyond. At this point, he vanishes; leaving him all alone in a room that is so beautiful in can not be described. Everything seemed to be either made of gold or encrusted with precious stones. The mere pavement was made of gold that it actually appears to be transparent. Diamonds of every cut and color seem to have been swept aside to allow for comfortable walking. He picks up one diamond the size of his fist, admires it then tosses it back into the pile of others like it.
‘‘This must truly be heaven’’, he thought to himself.

Drawn farther into the room he begins to make out a presence in the distance. Compelled to move forward he continues to approach the being. Then the realization struck him. He was approaching the throne itself. He was approaching God. Fear begins to grip his heart. The closer he drew to the presence of the Eternal God the more he realizes that a mistake had surely been made. What of my sins? Closer still and the sins of his life began to boil out of him like some loathsome disease.

‘’I’ve sinned! I have sinned before God and man! I am doomed to hell! I’m doomed to hell! I’m damned!’’

More sins come to his mind; sins of commission and sins of omission. More sins begin; sins began to pile into his conscious mind. Sins he had completely forgotten slapped him in the face; sins he thought no one else even knew came back to haunt him. He fell to his knees and with his head in his head he began to sob He wept bitter tears for all the things that could have/should have been done

‘'I can not bear the weight and pain of all my sins!’’

All the things that should have been began to flood his consciousnesses.

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Heaven?

Oh my God, is there no end to my wickedness?”
From the deep recesses of the enormous room, a voice thundered. “There is no end to your sins.”
He looks and sees to the side of the room another great door opened. This door is completely different from the first This door uncovers a pit that is without end. Deep and without end, it sinks into a bottomless abyss. A fire blazes and there is no quenching this fire. It rises from the pit and scorches him face with its heat. It is, however, the cries that emanated from the pit that terrify him. The screams come from the souls of those doomed to spend eternity in torment. Him own soul shrinks within him.
He gazes down into the depths of the pit and then in one desperate motion, throws himself on him face and begins to crawl on him belly. He digs him fingernails into the golden floor in an effort to get as far from the pit as possible.
“Oh dear God have mercy on me a sinner! In the name of Jesus have mercy on my soul! Have mercy. I have sinned against God and man. I am sinful to the core. I was born in sin, lived, and died in sin. I ask, no I beg, for mercy. Have mercy on me in the name of Jesus. In the name of Jesus, forgive me!
When at last he has exhausted all of him efforts, he lies on the golden floor sobbing wretchedly. Nothing can save him from the terrifying abyss. He is doomed by him own actions. Him own conscious betrays him.
He feels the touch of a warm hand on him back. At the touch, he screams and jerks away fearing it is an angel come to cast him in the pit. “No, in Jesus name protect me from my own sin”, he cries.
A gentle voice speaks to him. “You needed to see that you were not worthy to enter my Father’s presence. However, remember what you did when you were yet a small child? You accepted Me as your personal Savior. Remember, you asked me to come into your heart and to forgive you of all your sins? All your sins mean just that. All. There is no sin that I cannot forgive because I am Jesus The Christ; I am The Son God who died for all your sins
He peers up from him prone position to look into the most beautiful face he has ever seen. Jesus Christ The Son of the Living God. He doesn’t know how he recognizes Him but he knows who this Man is. He just knows. Yes he had asked Him into him heart when he was just a child. He remembered it well, for his father had often reminded him that Jesus had forgiven him for past, present, and future sins. He was forgiven. He had prayed to God in His name all him life. He had tried to live a good Christian life, but this was so much more than just trying. This was forgiveness for all sin.
With a voice that soothed the torment of him soul he said, “Come, little one. I have a special surprise for you. He placed his hand under his and helps him to him feet. he hadn’t been “little one” in many years.
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