I Can Only Imagine
"Farewell, my friends."
How I wish I didn't have to say those words.
If I could but take the three of you with me.
But I cannot stay, for my heart will not let me.
Over the wave and the edge of the world I go.
What awaits me in Aslan's country?
What will I do there?
More importantly, what will I do when I see Him?
Will I greet Him as an old friend?
No, He is far too superior.
Shall I kneel before Him?
Shall I dance and rejoice?
Or will I even be able to move in His presence?
What shall I say?
Shall I shout?
Shall I sing?
Will I even be able to speak?
Here at last on the shore of His land.
There. There He is.
"Welcome, Reepicheep, my friend and faithful servant."
I come as close as I dare and kneel.
I am trembling, as I never have before.
I can feel His breath upon me.
"Welcome home."
"Aslan..."
