Feeling

I have a feeling...

It's a sweet feeling...

I don't know what I want from it,

Or if I even want anything from it,

But I know the feeling is there.

And I also know...

That I'm scared of it...

And yet, its nice, in a way...

Old and white-haired, the lady lay on her bed, contemplating her life.
Had it been a good one? One lived to the fullest, a lifetime spent loving?
No. She had been a sinner. Made so many mistakes. Which was why, she was dying here, alone.

But she looked to her side, and in her surprise, Jesus was there, holding her hand.

"You have been forgiven."