A Moment in Heaven
I was in Heaven, drifting through the light,
when I encountered a book —
a holy book, suspended in the sky.
Drawn by its radiance, I floated closer,
my breath caught in awe at its perfection.
I tried to read…
but the words blurred like smoke,
just out of reach,
as if they were meant for eyes beyond my knowing.
Page after page, I turned,
desperate to find a single truth I could hold.
But nothing.
Then—darkness.
The light began to fade.
I was being pulled away.
I realized then:
God was removing me from the book’s presence.
And so I cried out,
“Please, God…
Let me stay a moment more.
Don’t take me yet.
I need to find something.”
And in mercy, He granted it.
Time stood still.
And within that breath of grace,
I saw it—
my word.