I look at the door, I look at the sky.
Can I do this?  Am I ready to fly?
I see the people around me here,
Am I dressed right?  I didn't know what to wear.
Walking through the door is what I need and I realize this,
So I take a deep breath and let out I hiss
I'm ready, I'm ready.  I better go now.
I don't want to lose this courage because I don't know how
Many times I'll get this fearless feeling again.
I open the door, plant my feet on the floor, and count to
ten.
Step by step I get more nervous,
But I know I should be here for the service.
So I finally get through the door and am greeted with
smiles,
But still another door to get through and it seems like
miles
Away from where I am, so I take another deep breath.
This is where I need to be to step away from death.
I sit in a chair in the back so I have my own personal
space.
I look around and my heart starts to race.
But then a man walks onto the stage.
He smiles and starts to engage
In a conversation with God and he brings us all in too.
This is the moment that I flew.



I dedicated my life to Christ on this very day
four/fifteen/ohseven.