perfectlyclear.

I saw the words "perfectly clear" in a tweet recently, and I fell in love with them.
Perfectly.
Clear.
The words seem to roll off my tongue and leave behind a sweet aftertaste.
I enjoy them.

Today I went to church [well, it was more like "tonight" because it started at 6...but I digress], and it was phenomenal. I swear on my life, I have never seen anything like it before.
The spirit of God was so heavy in that place, all I could do was cry.
It was amazing.
I wondered for a moment if that was what heaven is like. If we're going to be constantly surrounded by God's presence for eternity...will I eternally cry?
I doubt my glorified body will have the tearducts to sustain that type of crying...because, child when I cry, I *cry.*
But at any rate, God was there. He was in that place, I promise.
The entire experience simply made me want to never leave His presence. Ever. Ever again.






...and I shan't.



Sunday.