Yet to Come (poem by me)

What if Grandma’s baking was the best smell ever?
What if baby skin is the softest matter we’ll caress?
What if the first kiss is the last time our hearts’ll flutter?
If this world is all there is for us, then there’s nothing else left.

But if heaven exists, then the best is yet to come,
We have never felt a cloud tuck us in at night,
We still haven’t smelled truly fragrant blossoms!
We haven’t felt the unmitigated love of Christ.

Surely the Lord is there waiting for you and me,
He holds an unimaginable joy for us in eternity.

“…’no eye has seen, no ear has heard, and no human mind has known.’ God has prepared these things for those who love him.” 1Corinthians 2:9 (NIRV)

A Safe Bet (short story by me)

Eli Jeffrey, VI uploaded his clone profile to the dating website.  He was a sixth-generation clone looking for a female clone of the same generation.  The closest computer match was an eighth-generation clone named Savannah Gardner, VIII.  Although their bodies were both roughly 24 years old, he thought it could be weird dating a clone whose original human dated back to 2036.  After all, that was when cloning first began to get popular.

It was shortly after the United States federal government legalized physician-assisted suicide without limitation.  Terminally ill patients had undergone legal physician-assisted suicides for years, but then the right to die was extended to anyone who wants to die.  After some glorified media cases of celebrities exercising their right to die, thousands of healthy young people elected to receive physician-assisted suicides.

In response to the deaths, fearful parents starting cell banking their children’s DNA.  If their child committed suicide, they would order a clone from the cryogenically preserved cells.  And they did. They cloned loved ones by the thousands.  Then, companies were cloning people by the millions.  It eliminated the need to give birth.  In fact, babies being born were so rare that Eli had never met an original baby before in his lifetime.

Since the computer found no female sixth-generation matches, he removed his profile from the dating site.  He hung his head.  Inside, he knew who was going to marry all along.  It was the same clone as the last three generations had married.  Eli Jeffrey, IV had married Alyssa Dearing, IV.  Eli Jeffrey, V had married Alyssa Dearing, V.  Now, he would follow the tradition of marrying his clone’s compatible match—Alyssa Dearing, IV.  It was a safe bet.

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