Don't ever die

Yesterday, at church, I got my hug from Ms. Fisher. Something happens when we hug and we both know it. Somehow, we feel hugged by God Himself. I took her face in my hands and said, "Don't ever die." And she said, yes, she did," I won't, Precious. I will go up with you when He comes. We'll be hanging onto His foot or His toe. We'll go together." Her voice is like the Balm of Gilead. And I believe her words. I will live like they are true. Someday, someone will speak them and will not die. Why not Ms. Fisher? Why not I?