Good morning. It's been a minute. I got sick this past week and ended up getting put into the hospital again on Thursday. Spent the weekend there until early Sunday afternoon. I've had around four and a half hours of sleep off and on between coughing fits that I swear are about to kill me. LOL! I am adjusting to a new lung function as I now have COPD with mild emphysema. I got super sick and tried to go into respiratory failure again. I hope this won't happen every time I get sick now. I imagine at some point it will kill me. Not that I'm complaining. I've basically done everything in life that I'm ever going to do and honestly I have nothing to look forward to other than smothering to death. So dying doesn't seem so bad. I just hope it's quick and painless. I hope I'm not conscious either. I will be perfectly happy with blacking out, dying and waking up in front of God's open arms. *Smiles to self*
I've had a good life. I've lived almost 60 years now. But I'm getting older and I'm tired. It's been a long, hard road. And I will welcome the eternal rest. I will welcome being in the presence of true love while sitting next to God and having some sweet tea and waiting for things to get finished on earth. I am excited to see what eternity brings and to be loved and live with God and all the other saints. I can't wait to see the new heaven. I feel like it will be even more glorious than Eden was.
I am not trying to be morbid. I am day dreaming of the future. You ever do that? Just day dream of the most joyous life you could imagine coming to you? You ever get that cozy feeling of peace with it? Yeah, that's what I'm talking about.
I often can't wait to run into the arms of God and smash myself into him. Hope he's ready for that. LOL!