As I walk through the garden on heaven,
I spot Jesus,
A perfectly pristine white robe wrapped perfectly around his body.

I look him in his eyes and he smiles softly, reaching out his hand in invitation.

I hesitate, looking into his eyes,
But when he pushes his hand forward I know he’s serious.

I take his hand, a sensation of hapiness and love, a sensation I have never been filled with.

As we walk through his garden, I take in the beautiful purple flowers and the perfect shade of green grass.

I turn my head to the other side and see darkened feilds full of ashes, fires spreading across non existent grass, haunting screams echoing through my ears as I hear flesh burning.

Jesus turns to me and says, “This is where you make your choice, do you...