I want Jesus to come back.
I want to see Him, unveiled, face to face.
I want to live in the Kingdom illuminated by His glory and paved by streets of gold.
I want to experience Jesus’ perfect goodness, His deeper goodness.
But, I also want to get engaged. I want to experience the moment when that guy gets down on one knee and pops that long-awaited question, “Will you marry me?”
I want to get married. I want to plan my wedding, I want to pick out my dress, the flowers, the bridesmaids dresses, and I want to walk down the aisle, and finally say, “I do.”
I want to have kids. I want to experience pregnancy and pick out baby names and decorate the nursery with light blue or gentle pink.
I want to tell my kids about Jesus and treasure the sweet moments of tucking them in…
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