I walked into the kingdom of heaven. Everything was clear and detailed. It was like my senses were magnified and I could see everything with such brilliance and intensity. I could breathe. Unlike before, it came with ease and felt so relaxing. I had energy, stamina and endurance. I sort of teleported as I walked. The laws of physics no longer applied, and I could get from point a to point b, solely on willpower alone. I could see my surroundings from my own eyes but also see myself from above looking down. I was both inside and outside of my body at the same time.
I was in a grassy meadow, for as far as the eye could see. The grass was tall and blew in the wind. As I walked through it, I could feel it rub against me, but it didn’t irritate my skin.
I was in an amazing state of being. I felt safe, and secure. I felt comfortable. I was optimistic. And I felt more alive than I have ever felt. The closest to this feeling was when I was a toddler.
As I walked, Lucy appeared in front of me. “Katie, I’ve been waiting for you,” she said.
She ran up and wrapped her arms around me. She was still a seven year old child. Innocent. I wrapped my arms around her and embraced her tight. The love I felt for her in that moment was more passionate than ever before.
I was a 12 year old child again. Even though I was much older in our previous life, she recognized my spirit. I too was innocent. My love was purely maternal and romantic. The little bit of lust I once had for her was gone.
“I love you, baby girl” I told her as we continued our long embrace. “I’ve missed you.”
I felt an overwhelming joy just being in her presence. She took my hand and we started walking and appeared near the gates of the city. The gates were pearls and the streets were made of gold. Everything was bright, brilliant, and clean.
We walked in and there were people in the streets. I had never met these people, but I knew them, and everything about their soul. I could see their warmth and read their personality like I had known them my whole life.
I looked around in amazement at what was before me. The architecture looked like the ancient rocky buildings of Jerusalem, but were instead pure white. There was no dust or dirt.
We walked to the temple, and were greeted by an angel. “Katie and Lucy, come in. God wants to talk with you.”
We walked into the temple but we ended up on a beach, just the two of us. The waves were crashing, and it was so tranquil. I looked down at Lucy who looked up at me, and we shared a smile.
In front of us on the beach, a man appeared. He was Jesus, He was God, He was the Holy Spirit, all in one.
Lucy and I both fell to our knees and bowed our heads. God reached down and took our hands and pulled us up. “Welcome home, Katie,” He said. I was in awe and adoration. I was completely humbled. The creator of the universe was standing in front of me, and giving me personal attention. I started crying.
“I’m sorry,” I said. I remembered every sin I have ever committed. “I’m sorry,” I repeated.
“You are forgiven, my child,” God replied as He embraced me.
I continued crying. “Thank you.”
God was still smiling. “Katie, everyone in heaven has a job.” I looked up, and finally understood. He didn’t even have to explain.
“The trials I allowed you to go through on earth prepared you for your job in heaven,” God continued.
“I’m her caretaker…” I stated.
“Yes. You showed great love and compassion for children all of your life, and especially for Lucy. You resisted the temptation of lust. Your greatest gift came from your greatest temptation. You and Lucy formed a bond that could never be broken. Now, you will be her guide and mentor for all eternity. And she will be your pillar to lean on for love and companionship. You are soul mates.”
I was once again filled with joy. We sat at the base of a tree and continued talking with God. Time is nonexistent. Our time talking with God simultaneously felt like an eternity, but also a brief moment.
I have to admit, I believed in God and accepted Jesus as my savior, but I didn’t have much of a personal relationship with him. We had a lot of catching up to do.