Meeting god. Face to face.

As I get older, I lose certain skills. Physical. Mental. But not necessarily emotionally. Maybe I become more adept at the emotion of love. Certainly, I hope that’s the case. Maybe it’s only my imagination. But then, that’s a large part of love. A vivid imagination. I’ve always had that. It’s the one thing I’d hate the most to lose. That, and my innate curiosity. When I am no longer a physical being, and only spirit, that’s what I want. Imagination and curiosity. That can take me to any place in all of creation. To limitless destinations. I could even meet god. Face to face. –Jim Broede