Q: What are you most excited about for the future? A: My date with Jesus
I am Mrs. Jesus. He takes me by the hand and leads me to His secret garden
We pass through the narrow, wicker gate Into a wide-open space He has prepared a picnic for me In the presence of mine enemies
I am worried they will try to steal it But they do not even see it Instead, they look at me funny As I sit down to eat Some even mock me
Jesus crooks an eyebrow at me “Something troubling you?” he asks Grinning a half-smile
I pause Holding a little cucumber sandwich It smells delicious My stomach rumbles It feels like I haven’t eaten for days But…
“I can’t All these people Staring at me Starving Angry Hangry It feels… wrong Awkward Embarrassing”
I feel foolish Ungrateful After all, it is Jesus He did all this For me Isn’t it rude to not receive it?
But to my relief He grins Lighting up his whole face And mine He takes the sandwich out of my hands And takes one of mine in each of his And speaks
“They can’t see They don’t understand They dare not believe That the unseen reality Is bigger, better, and more important Than the one they cling to so desperately.”
A tear courses down my cheek All those people I once feared Resented Avoided Judged
“Can anything be done to help them?” I ask
His face turns grim Yet mischief hides in the glint of his eye “Yes,” he says “But not yet.”
He releases my hands He picks up the sandwich The grin returns “First We have to make them jealous!”
I close my eyes I open my mouth I feel his hand on the back of my neck I smell the sandwich coming closer I smell HIM…
Radically Happy 
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