i hope that in heaven we won't always be dancing. i hope there'll be rainy days still, and thunderstorms. i hope that after we've spent hours, or years, dancing and singing, we'll be tired a little, and we'll fall down and close our eyes and rain will splash on our faces.
i hope that lightning will strike us and it'll be a beautiful feeling. i hope that thunder will make us feel a little bit uncomfortable still, to remind us that God is still God, even though we're in heaven.
somehow i don't think we'll need reminding.
i suppose nothing i can hope for now will ever be even close to what heaven's going to be.
that's a good thought.