Sheep

One of the most beautiful stories I have ever heard came from a man I admire and know is a great man called of God. He told me about a dream he had years ago.

He laid down to sleep. Thinking about nothing other than his his day. Slowly he slipped into unconsciousness.

He opens his eyes to a beautiful untouched beach.
The waves roll in, as the warm breeze blows through.
This seems to be one of the most beautiful sights to be seen.
One that his eyes are unable to conquer as a mortal.
As he stands there completely speechless he sees a being manifest itself down the beach a ways.
He immediately is overwhelmed with the recognition of his Savior.
Jesus Christ walks towards him, while this man wastes no time striding towards him.
After a never long enough conversation with his Savior, whispered are simple words.
"I must tend to my other sheep."
The words slowly cut through Taylor as he realizes his time with his idol is over.
"Let me help you, I will come with."
Jesus slowly begins to walk away, not before warming the man's body.
"You must stay."
And with that is was over.

I envy this man..