Judgement Day

Judgement day,
a day when Christ himself shall walk upon the earth again and god will lay judgement on all mortal souls to decide who goes to heaven and who goes to hell.
Judgement day came for me the day I realized I was too blind and missed the most important parts of previous conversations with you.
Before I had even walked through the door, my soul had been judged and condemned to burn with everyone else like me.
The evidence laid there in black in white, written in your hand, as though you'd seen for youself the book of life, had seen my errors and glories written out by angels and saints.
You had already condemned me to burn.
But what the book didn't show you,
or what you had missed,
Was the way my soul looked into yours.
What I saw there.
I never viewed you as a man who wasn't good enough.
I viewed you as strong, someone who was honorable.
You were smart,
you knew what you wanted.
There was determination, love and laughter in your eyes everytime I looked at you.
I saw someone I wanted to emulate, someone I was proud to love.
Someone who brought the meaning of joy back into my life.
But, somehow I failed to point that out to you.
And on judgement day, I almost let you throw my soul into the nineth circle of hell because I failed to communicate this to you.
Because I'd failed you.
I almost forgot on judgement day, that god allows you free will one last time. My soul didn't forget, however, and I fought back.
I fought back with everything the good book taught me.
Love, honesty, hope, sadness, strength, and most importantly, repentance. Repentence.
Saul was made to walk the earth a blind man for his indescretions against god.
The theif who was crucified for stealing next to christ himself.
Adam and Eve, cast out from eden for eating from the tree of knowledge, Jonah, eaten by a whale,
Pharaoh's own son, killed by plague because Pharoh would not let Moses and his people go.
They repented.
Their souls went to heaven.
And if I must walk this earth blind, veiled in darkness like the belly of a whale,
be cast out of our home by an angel weilding a firey sword,
allow my heart to feel crucified by one which i have stolen,
and feel the wrath of god himself through plagues to prove to you that I have not sinned,
that my soul and my heart remained true to you,
to prove how worthy you are,
Then i will.
Because you are good enough. Because you are better than good enough.