God Carried Me

One day while walking across the clouds I ran into God. I asked him "Lord what is my purpose in life?" I told him how I had been looking in the mirror for years trying to figure out why I exist. I jumped from cloud to cloud while explaining to him that " I am lost. It has been a long time since I was able to know exactly what road I wanted to take in this life." I let him know that writing has always been a way for me to set myself free from my daily confusion. I tried to leap into the sky further, I tried to reach for his hands but I always fell short. I tried to look up into his eyes with all of my questions and concerns but he was like the sun to bright to look upon. I kept reaching stretching up onto my tiptoes so that he could look at my mind. So that he could see the frustration I felt from not knowing who I am, where I was going and not being able to reach him so that I could have a clear answer. I felt him all around me, in the frustrated tears rolling down my cheek, in every leap I made towards his hands, in the long reach of my arms, and just when I felt he was going to answer all of the questions I ever had, I went deaf. I couldn't believe this would happen to me and I opened my mouth to yell as I fell to my knees. Slowly I began to float up, higher and higher, I felt Gods arms around me and as he held me close to him, my ears not able to hear, my feet not able to move I was carried over every cloud to my next destination. Every question I had  ever asked was answered in that moment as God carried me to my destiny.