A Divine Encounter

“Why do you think people give up?” He asks me.

I don’t want to have this conversation. I want to shut down. Just listen to music and read my book and put this whole journey out of my mind.

I can feel his smile more than I can see it in my mind. It’s gentle. Kind. Patient.

“You know that’s not possible, dear one.”

“It’s because they’re tired,” I answer, a little bitterly. “It’s because they don’t want to be in pain anymore.”