Your Reward

I dream of us, walking hand in hand on the Streets Of Gold. A place where there is no measure of time. A place where no one will ever get sick. A place where no one will ever grow old. I dream of Your Perfect Face Lord. Oh how I long to look into Your beautiful eyes. I can't wait to brush Your long hair. I can't wait to watch You look at me and smile. I pray I'll hear You say; "WELCOME HOME, MY CHILD, YOU RAN A GOOD RACE! NOW YOUR REWARD IS BEING HERE WITH ME! GREAT JOB, MY GOOD AND FAITHFUL SERVANT, IN WHOM I AM VERY WELL PLEASED!"