Coffee cups

26

Jenna

I wake up in the dark hospital room.
I don't know how I know but somehow I know that I'm in my last moments on earth. I'm calmer than I expected to be. I reach over and press the help button. Dr Robbins walks in. Turning and the light she starts to check my vitals.

"What is it Jenna?" She ask noticing that they don't report anything unusual.

"God's calling me home. I didn't want to be alone." She gasp slightly. Sitting next to me and taking my hand. Her eyes brim with tears.

"I'll contact Jonathan." She goes to stand but I pull her back. Shaking my head as tears start to fall down my face.

"Don't do that please. Wait until I'm gone." She nods her head sitting back down.
"There's a letter in the top drawer of the nightstand. When he's ready will you give it to him along with my sketch pad?"

She nods her head.
"Of course dear. Does it hurt?" She ask. I shake my head. The pain only a dull thud.

"No, it doesn't anymore." They say when your dying that your life flashes before your eyes. And so does mine.
Each memory I held dear does. And when I come to the kiss they end. That was my story. Closing my eyes I stat to sing.

They say sometimes you win some some times you lose some. Right now, Right now I'm losing bad.

I've stood on this stage night after night. Reminding the broken it'll be alright. But right now oh right now I just can't.

It's easy to sing when there's nothing to bring me down, but what will I say when I'm held to the flame like I am right now.

I know your able and I know you can save through the fire with your mighty hand, but even if you don't my hope is in you alone.

I don't get to finish the song though, because I start coughing again. Even though I stopped singing another melody seems to call me.

Come my child you have reached your journeys end. Come find rest.

I want one more minute but I know I won't get that privilege. This was it my story's end. Though I still wonder when Jonathan's will end. Will he find love again? I had been the second to break his heart. Would he heal again?

I close my eyes and give up my soul.
When I open my eyes I find myself blinded by a beautiful light. I raise my hand to block it, but even then it's to bright. After my eyes adjust I see Golden gates. And standing between them with open arm stand my savior.
I run for the first time ever I don't second guess I just run towards the open arm of my savior Jesus Christ.

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Go ahead and yell at me. I'm yelling at meself.