Pink Magnolias

Imagine green valley’s and thick forests of trees with copulas pink magnolias filling their limbs. All you can smell is the fragrance of roses. Winding through the valley of trees is a path petaled in pink leading to a lovely bench. Waiting there beneath two appropriately appointed trees sits Jesus. He smiles when He sees you coming and offers you a hand. You sit beside Him and listen to the silence and peace. A waterfall behind the trees and bench splatters its mist upon you and charming blue birds sing their song. It is a feeling of utter love, protection and warmth. Home, home, home at last with Him.