When I Wake Up by Ana Paula Macedo

remembered everything. I recovered my memory.” I said. I tried to move my legs, but without success. Roy did not realize that I had made the effort.
    “Sophia, you were asleep.” Roy spoke.
    “I was and meanwhile, I took a trip to heaven. I visited my past.” I told him, telling him my whole experience.
    Roy listened to me as if he doubted me.
    “I know that Jesus exists, but no one can see him or hear his voice.” said Roy.
    “Roy, some people have incredible experiences with Jesus and begin to talk to him face to face.” Luiza said.
    “How come He never talked to me?”
    “He does, but you still cannot hear him. You know He exists, but you also need to accept that He speaks.” I replied.
    “Sophia, I know you will get better and in no distant time you will walk again. It all depends on you.” Roy told me.
    “It depends on the will of God, Roy. After all, I have already received the greatest healing during my visit to heaven while I slept, which was the healing of my emotions.”
    As I spoke with Roy, I think due to the effect of the drugs I was taking, I was taken by a very great fatigue and once again fell into a deep sleep and when I woke up, I was once again in heaven.
    This time, heaven seemed even more beautiful. I saw many angels walking from one side to the other. There were many colors in there, many precious stones. The trees were very beautiful. Everything there was so perfect that I cannot describe it. Plus the most beautiful of all was Jesus. He radiated purity and a wonderful perfume. When I was near him, I was invaded by a very large and uncontrollable love. I had no desire to leave His side.
    “Will you be my friend, Sophia?”
    “Your friend, Jesus? But you are the Son of God. The Owner of all that is here in heaven and on earth below, and yet, you offer me your friendship?” I asked.
    “Yes Sophia. All that is here can also be yours. You just have to wish to be an heir with me.”
    “What do I do to inherit all this?”
    “It's simple, you just have to walk with me and hear my voice.”
    “That's all I want, Jesus. What about Roy? I would like him to know you the way I am getting to know you.”
    “You just have to introduce me to him. Do you not introduce new people to your friends, Sophia?” Jesus asked.
    “Yes, but they are real people.” I let out.
    “I'm real Sophia. Touch me.” I touched him and was totally radiated by his love. And while he touched me, I realized that He was all I needed. I had spent an entire life escaping from myself, my pain, building imaginary characters to be able to overcome the emptiness that had taken hold of my heart.
    I used to believe that if I gained Roy’s heart, my emptiness would be filled. I tried alone to go back into my past many times and tried to rebuild it, make peace with it, and fix it, but only after the Voice spoke to me, my pain was removed and my wounds healed. But now, not only did I hear the Voice, I saw Him, I touched him and I was sure I was not dreaming, and that He was certainly real.
    I no longer needed to go back in the past constantly to relive it, because He only took a walk with me and healed me, got me through the pain I felt. I also would no longer need to block my memories because I knew I could deliver them into the hands of Jesus, the Savior of the world and He would take care of them, me and Roy.
    All of his love took care of my interior and I myself could see my whole body glow, as if a bright light had involved it. This time I was not afraid.
    “This is my glory, Sophia.” Jesus told me.
    And he walked a little and pointed downward, his feet touched the clouds and I could not take my eyes off them. A wind passed through the clouds, a rainbow formed between them and something that looked like a fireworks show mixed with clouds. I was shocked by so much beauty.
    “Don't divert your gaze, Sophia.” He said.
    I kept staring and amid what looked like a fireworks show, a crystal mat opened and I found myself