“You were the only reason, the only reason at all.” I said it with confidence in my voice as I looked up into his beautiful face. I could have sat there forever, basking in the warmth. The sun was gone, the earth gone with it, but here I stood on solid ground with light shining around me. It was warmer than the sun. Brighter. Purer. Better and stronger than the sun ever could have been. It is the light of God.

He stretched his arms out wide, “Well done, good and faithful servant.” The words I had waited my whole life to hear. Such kindness and love within them. I had never been happier about servitude. It had all been worth it. His love filled me like it all those times when I drew near to the Holy Spirit.

I ran to his arms, tears already streaming down my face. I crashed into him, but he caught me, steady as a stone. He held me as I cried in his arms.

Heaven didn’t matter so much, eternity didn’t matter so much, everything else didn’t matter at all. Nothing except Jesus. It was all for him. All of it.

He led me to a room and together we watched my life pass by, we cried in my failure (which was a lot) and my sins, but rejoices for each time I chose to follow God, for each time I listened to his call.

The gates opened and together we walked to eternity.