Fear... the great motivator

Getting off the bus one noticed a chill in the air that hadn't been present a couple of hours before. We have had a couple of days relief due to cloud cover, but the last two have been a clear blue as far as the eye could see. Now the temperature was starting to drop again. By the time one got home, showered, snacked on some peanut M&Ms in lieu of dinner (really need to go back to the gym ASAP) and made a cup of tea the temperature had plummeted a couple of degrees... we were in for another cold snap. Stop snickering... glares at a friend from Sweden who giggled all over Fet's message wall... you would die in our summers and after one of those this is freezing.

Wandering over to the couch to huddle under the covers one thought, not looking forward to meeting Him naked at the door tomorrow. The internal dialogue carried on...

Well why the hell are you going to?

Well He would be disappointed if one didn't

Small scoffing sounds emitted followed by that's all you've got?

Well there would be reprisals

Oh please it's not like He would kill you.

No, but it would be something fitting and horrid

You know you're like a child... anything He could do isn't as bad as you can imagine

Oh not sure about that... some of His stuff is nasty

So you're frightened of Him?

No, not of Him

So you're frightened of what He might do?

It's more that one has a healthy respect for Him and what he might do

Oh what crap, you are frightened of what He might do. Child!

That may be the case, but one is going to be the naked child waiting at the door for Him tomorrow morning J