Can I just have a moment to stop and dream?
------Is it too much to ask?
Can I not dream of the streets of gold that I'll walk on-
or the pearly gates whispering "welcome home"?
Can I not stop and dream about the city of protection- with walls 2.7 times as thick as the walls of the ancient Babylon?
Can I not close my eyes as I look upon the thousands of gemstones covering my city?
Can I not stop and dip my foot into the river of life as I sit underneath the covering of a delectable fruit tree?
Can I not dream now--
that which will one day be my home?
Just a Vessel, an empty Vessel filled with the Holy Spirit. Blessed, free, child of the King.
