"Baby, hold on!
Mommy sounded scared. Her hands gripped the steering wheel and made it spin in circles. The car started to turn, and I tried to ask her what was wrong, but something bright made it hard to see. There was a really loud noise and Mommy screamed, one of her hands flying over to hold my shoulder. I was thrown against the seat belt, and I felt one of the pretty rings Daddy had given her get caught in my sweater before it got all dark.
There was a little pain for a minute. Something sharp hit my face, and I could feel blood trickle down my cheeks. Mommy's hand was jerked away as I felt a heavy weight on my legs and tummy. It felt like we were spinning as we got thrown side to side roughly. Normally, I would have been crying and squealing for Mommy to help me, but all I could do was breathe in quickly. It felt like all the air had been sucked from my little lungs.
Surprisingly, almost as soon as the pain started, it stopped. For a few minutes, I was nowhere. I couldn't feel the weight against my chest, and my feet felt like they were floating off the ground. I was so light. After a little bit, I felt my sneakers touch ground. I slowly opened my eyes, looking around to see if we were on the road. We weren't, though, and Mommy wasn't with me. Instead of being on the highway, I was standing in the middle of a black nowhere.
"Mommy?" I said, stepping forward some. I looked around, taking another small step when no one said anything back. "Mommy," I repeated, a bit scared, now, "where are you?"
"She is not here, My child," someone said. I jumped, spinning around to see who was there. A bright white light hit my eyes, though, and I covered my face with my arms for a moment. The light was so bright that all the darkness in the room turned white just like the glow. I slowly lowered my arm, pulling my sleeve down as I did. My eyes were starting to adjust, now, and I could see what looked like a tall man.
He was smiling at me, and the look on His face was peaceful and loving. There was something calming in His beautiful yet indescribable eyes, and I felt myself relax as He came closer. He had long, curly brown hair and a beard kinda like Daddy did. His robes were as white as the light around Him, and a purple, scarf-looking thing hung around His neck. It was as if everything about this man was soothing.
I looked up at Him as I fell to my knees almost by force, my mouth hanging open and my eyes wide. His smile seemed to grow when He saw me, and I couldn't help but smile a little, too. He got on one knee, placing a soft hand on my cheek. "You are so beautiful, Lillian," the man said softly, His voice powerful yet gentle at the same time. I opened my mouth to speak, but no words came out. "Do not worry, Child. You are safe now."
I stared at him in wonder. "How... How do you know my name, Mister?" I asked, which made Him smile even more.
"I have known you since you were very small, Lily." He ran a hand through my blonde curls. "You know Me, as well. You speak to Me every night, whether it is asking for help on your spelling test the next day or simply praying you do not have any bad dreams that night. I hear them all. Do you remember Me, My daughter?"
My mouth dropped open like a fish, my jeans starting to shake with my legs. I couldn't believe it! Was He really...? "Jesus?
" I croaked, my green eyes wide. He nodded, eyes sparkling. How was I seeing Jesus? Jesus
! The man Mommy and Daddy always talked to me about! God's son! I knew He was real. I talked to Him every night, just as He had said, and whenever I did, I always felt safe. Like nothing could hurt me.
But here He was; I was actually meeting him! Oh, how I couldn't wait to tell Jenny and Ella! Jenny always told me there was no God, but I knew
she was wrong. Now I had proof! What could she say when I told her I had actually seen God's son? I felt a smile growing on my lips, and Jesus chuckled as He took a step back.
I slowly stood, still staring up at His face. It was so nice; I could have looked into His eyes for hours. Just being near Him made me feel calm and safe. Just like when I prayed! He held out a hand to me, but instead of taking it, I touched His wrist. There was a mark there, and I could see all the way through it. It was just like Brother James had said! They had hung Jesus on a cross by His hands and feet, and there was where they had done it. I looked up at Him, my mouth still hanging open.
"Did that hurt?" I asked, still touching the place on his wrist. Jesus nodded with that loving smile still on His lips.
"It hurt very badly, but I did it for you." I almost hopped up and down with excitement.
"And You did it for Mommy and Daddy and all the people on Earth!" I shouted, throwing my arms out to my sides. I always listened to Brother James and Ms. Carol when they talked about the crucifixion. Sunday School was awesome! Jesus chuckled at me, rubbing the top of my head gently.
"You are correct," He confirmed, then took my hand Himself, "Now, I think it is time that we head on, Lillian. Everyone is waiting to see you." I nodded, wondering who "everyone" was, and followed behind Him slowly.
I suddenly stopped, though, when I remembered something. "W-Wait!" I shouted, looking around the glowing room, "What about Mommy?" Jesus stopped as well, turning to look down at me. He was still smiling soothingly.
"Do not worry, Lily," He comforted, "Your mother is all right." When He said that, I knew he was right, somehow. I was quiet for a bit. I had been wondering about something, though. I think I had known it the whole time, but I just wanted to make sure.
"Yes, My child?"
"Am I dead?" I asked, not even flinching as I said the words. There was quiet again, but Jesus then nodded.
"Yes, Daughter." He was smiling again, though. "You are, but only your physical body. Actually, you are really alive
, now." The way he said that last word felt different than the way we would say it on Earth. We would say it like we were alive because we were breathing, but the way Jesus said it made a warm feeling go through my body. It wasn't the same as being alive with Mommy and Daddy or going to school with other kids. It was something hundreds upon hundreds of times better!
I smiled because I knew where we were going, but then I asked something else, "Is Mommy in heaven?" A tingle ran through my body as I remembered someone else that I missed a bunch. "A-And Daddy?" Jesus nodded, holding my hand that was so small in His own.
"Yes. They are both there. Your father has been waiting for you both for quite a while. I escorted your mother just a bit ago. They both want to see you, and they both want you to meet the rest of your family." I grinned, hopping up and down. I was ready to see them again. Daddy had been gone for so long it felt like, and I wanted to feel his warm hug again.
"I wanna see them!" I cheered, holding Jesus's hand with both of my own. "Are we goin' now?" He nodded as we started to walk, hand in hand, towards a bright light in the distance.
"Yes," He said simply. Soon, the golden gate was just ahead, and all memories of the world before were forgotten by me. As we stepped into the city of eternal life, I heard Jesus's voice echo all around me.
"Welcome home, Lillian."