I think that in heaven there will be no mormons… praise the Lord!

I’m only joking!

Mormons are our christian siblings on the same path.

Now then, I will be serious;
I feel that in heaven there will be a divine golden light that has a ceratin presence about its self, I think that the light will be the Lord him self. I so want to be with him… I mourn for his presence, i know that if I am faithful then I will feel his presence even here in my Earthly existance, but I just want him now. I don’t to wait for my biological expiary date to exeed but I just want him here and now. I don’t want to go to purgatory and wait for him to accept me, I don’t want to go to hell and wait an eternaty to meet him… I just want him now, in my arms, in my soul, in my life, in my sleeping, in my waking, in my living and in my dying.
I don’t want to wait, I want him with me now.
God; I need your son, he is my everything, he is my only hope of salvation and my only hope of being with you. Let your son come to us now, let him come on the clouds with fire, at your right hand side, come with your great mercy and judge the world now. I don’t want to wait for you any more! Please come to my life and let my earthly desires just burn in the furnace… where they belong so that I may be immaculate before your presence.
If it is your will that i burn in hell for an eternity then so be it… throw me away, let me not offend you anymore with my sins. Where ever you put my soul I shall rejoice, because no matter where you put it, it will still be with you because you made me born and you put me here today, you will never escape my love for you, Lord, saviour, All Mighty Father of us all, you will never stop me from loving you no matter how far you throw me away from your grace.
Hail, Holy Queen, Mother of Mercy,
our Life, our Sweetness, and our Hope.
To Thee do we cry, poor banished children of Eve.
To Thee do we send up our sighs mourning
and weeping in this valley of tears.
Turn then, most gracious Advocate,
Thine Eyes of Mercy toward us,
and after this our exile show us the
Blessed Fruit of thy Womb, Jesus.
O clement, O loving, O sweet Virgin Mary.
Pray for us O Holy Mother of God
That we may be made worthy of the promises of Christ.