Everybody, Always

singing Chris Tomlin songs, but I kind of doubt it. I also don’t know
about getting a set of wings either, but I’m crossing my fingers we don’t.
(That might just be a guy thing.)
I don’t know what color the gates of heaven are or who takes over
when Saint Peter takes a day off. But I wouldn’t be surprised if there will
be a long line of people waiting to get in. It will wind out the door like a
long snake. Somewhere near the entry at the front of the line, I’m betting
there will be a guy who looks a lot like Adrian. He won’t be checking for
titles or degrees or accomplishments or how rich or poor someone was.
He’ll be asking everyone whether they found their identity in Jesus and if
they really were who they said they were during their lives.