"I don’t wonder anymore what I’ll tell God
when I go to heaven, when we sit in the chairs under the tree, outside
the city…….. I’ll tell these things to God, and he’ll laugh, I think,
and he’ll remind me of the parts I forgot, the parts that were his
favorite. We’ll sit and remember my story together, and then he’ll stand
and put his arms around me and say, “well done,” and that he liked my
story.
And my soul won’t be thirsty anymore."
| — | Donald Miller, A Million Miles in a Thousand Years |
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