I walked through an opened door and saw Him.
He sat there, simply, peacefully.
He welcomed me, “Come into my presence.”
I hesitated.
I looked back and saw them growling at the door.
Teeth snarling, claws ripping.
“Close the door. And come into my presence.”
Anxious fear swept over my body.
Again, He prompted,
“Leave them behind and come into my presence.”
Closing the door, I eased forward.
My body relaxed as I neared Him.
His eyes smiled warmly, reaching the cold parts of my heart.
I looked back at the door fearfully.
They were being slayed.
One unidentifiable man took on them all.
With strength and valor He fought them.
Shocked, I looked back at the One sitting there.
“The battle is already won.”
