#5b Her

Mandy was aware of being catapulted through space. Strangely, there was no fear or apprehension, just a feeling of things being as they should be.

Time and travel stopped as she found herself standing on a dirt road. The day was sunny and warm with a soft breeze and she thought, "This must be heaven", as she began to walk. Mandy knew she had died but was continuing on a journey she knew without doubt would be a good one.

She looked about her as she walked down the road. It all appeared much the same as on earth, wildflowers blooming along the tree lined gravel, birds twittering in the distance. If she'd thought to investigate her own appearance she would have seen a pleasant looking young lady, dressed in a plain white cotton robe, and wearing Jesus sandals. All the beauty in her previously plain face had come to the surface, like goodness often does.

Mandy thought idly of her earthly life but the promise lying ahead of her captured her attention. She knew only that she must walk along this country road until she reached her destination, wherever and how far it was didn't matter.

There was a happiness surrounding her that was overwhelming in it's intensity. This was the dream, the goal, what she'd been born and died to attain. And soon she'd learn what it was all about.