The Cave that is My Soul

I went there today.
And I met my Jesus there.
And He sat with me and marveled at the beauty of it.
The quiet of it.
And God put His hand on my head and told me loved this cave.
This soul.
It is calm and warm and comfortable.
Too comfortable.
And I felt a pull. To lift my head away from the cool and quiet.
And look toward the light at the far end.
A small journey and then I would be free of this cave.
Free of this comfort.
Free in God.

I might miss this cave that is my soul. I might.
But I just might be missing out on something far better if I stay.
And no matter what or where.
No matter.
My Jesus will come. He loves that cave, He does.
But He loves me more.
So he will be with me.

And I will live by this:
"Come on, loosen up Judas!"