The Cold Waiting Season
In the doorway of our wood house I stand at the top of a big white snow pile. I see straight into His eyes with my intimidating eyes but where is the worth of it when it is an innocent, brave, and sweet girl in front of an old, tough, and stubborn man.
“Am I really gonna get it? Is that really for me?” I asked. He turns around and walks away with a little smile hidden in His thick beard with not even a word. He just wants me to trust Him in this affair and that is exactly what I’ll do because I know Him very well.
Let me tell you how it’ll go…
He will go indoors in this snowy day and will sit in His big, puffy, brown couch. Me, like a little girl, will follow him inside and will find my place in His lap with an unnoticed smile. We’ll enjoy of each other with big hot chocolate cups under the grey sky. I’ll be teasing Him like a little girl does and He’ll be lovingly tough and kind. There will be plenty of pleasing talks and smiles as the hot chocolate cups pass by. He’ll be my comfortable, cushioned place to be and I’ll be his merry companion with green sparkly eyes. We’ll laugh as we see each other into our eyes. It will be a perfect intimate time. There will be nobody else in the world for us. In those cold days, it will be only He and I.
There will be no need to worry about the outdoors world. When the accurate time will come, He’ll put me my warm coat on; then we’ll walk together to the mail post. There He will tell me what in this moment is unknown.
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