Just Ask Him

It's so tempting to learn all the secrets to life, especially when all it takes is a polite, "Hello, Jesus. How are you today?"

She peeped inside the cafe window; that couldn't be Him, could it?  For sure, that’s how she imagined Him, as cliché as her view was.  The long brown hair, the beard.  Even His eyes were the same, though she hadn’t been sure what His eyes looked like until that moment.  Now she knew.  They were dark, spiraling, endless and concerned.  So much was hidden there, unseen.  And here she thought she knew Him.  Everyone did.  But, watching Him through that grimy window, she knew that this wasn’t the Him that was in her heart.  That was a different Him, a happier Him.

 

This Him was brooding in a corner, staring into space, a coffee mug resting in one hand while the other propped up His chin.  Those dark, dark eyes looked at nothing . . . and everything.  What was he watching?  The end of the world?  The start of His knew kingdom?

 

Or was He looking to the past?  To the miracles, the betrayals, the torture?

 

Who could know?  There were so many mysteries in this world.  No one could know them all--especially not the secrets that were hidden behind those long lashes.

 

She wanted to go in.  She wanted to sit beside Him.  She wanted to ask Him.

 

Ask Him what?

 

Everything.

 

She felt sure that, if she just went in, sat down, and asked, He would gladly share with her.  He looked lonely.  He wanted someone to talk to.  All she had to do was walk in that door . . .

 

But she didn’t.  She turned from the window, and walked away.

 

Yes, she wanted to ask Him about life.  Really, she did.

 

But that would have been cheating.

Author's Note

This was originally for the "Finish That Sentence 3" contest, but, alas, my internet connection died and I was unable to submit it in time :(
Not a complete loss, though, as I really had fun writing this :)
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[Krystal Nicole]

Very beautifully written. Great job.

[disconnectedspirit]

some of the postings here today...wow

[disconnectedspirit]

good posting, trying to forget the horrible erotica on big girls and no showering before sex? LOL i could never make love with a shower..I am way to self conscious on that..and I am dying of rheumatoid and very thin..