I’ll know when I’m in Heaven
I’ll know when I’m in Heaven when my relatives I loved and passed away greet me with open arms at the gates of heaven.
Where things unknown are known finally.
Where I bow to God on the Holy thrown and get to see Jesus and give him a big bear hug like a loved family member I haven’t seen in a while.
Where I can hop on an old school custom chopper and ride never having to fill up for gas and the roads and scenery go forever, and it never breaks down.
Where I can grab a surfboard and ride the waves forever never falling or breaking one in half.
Where I can look down at my family on earth and watch over them and wait for their journey here some day.
Where I can play my guitar praising the Father, Son and the Holy Spirit as loud as I want and not worrying about it being too loud.
Where I never thirst, hunger, or get tired.
Where there is no hatred, discrimination, or racism.
Where there are only good things.
By Nos482 06-21-08