When I was at work last night, I started thinking about what I would say if Jesus and I were face to face. So many different scenes played out in my head. I think of the song "I Can Only Imagine" by MercyMe, which makes me cry every time I hear it.
Honestly, I'd probably fall on my face at Jesus' feet, praising Him at the same time. My fingers would touch his feet, and my eyes would find the scars that were made for me. When the first impression is over, I have to say, I want a hug! I'm sure I'm not the only one who wants to hug Jesus. For all He's done for us, why wouldn't I? I want to feel that love I know His mere presence brings. I want to look into His eyes and see His smile. I know He's filled with love that I don't even know how to measure. I can imagine His love, and I feel His love as He fills my heart. But I know His presence will bring so much more love. This man was born with a mission. A mission to die on the cross. And He did it for sins I hadn't even committed yet. He wants me in heaven with Him. Wow. Do I love Him!
The first words I'd say are, "I love you!" From there, I don't know if I'd be able to say anything. My mind blanks when I think about it now, so I'm sure it will then as well. I know I want to tell Him how much I love Him, how much I appreciate Him. I want to thank Him for his love and influence in my life. I want to hear about the miracles He performed as recorded in the Bible. But to hear first hand accounts would be so amazing! I want to hear about what He has in store for me, what my purpose is. I want to hear about what He has in store for the world. I'd love to hear Him sing a hymn. I'm sure His voice is like music anyway, but I can't help but wonder what He sounds like when He sings.
In the end, He'd end up doing more of the talking than me because He takes my breath away. Even as I type this, He takes my breath away. I feel so blessed by Him. I have such a habit of overthinking what would or could or could have happened. Some things I can't control, and this is one of those things. I've put my life in His hands, and I have no problem putting our first meeting in His hands also.
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