For God has not destined us for wrath, but to obtain salvation through our Lord Jesus
who died for us
so that whether we are awake or asleep we might live with him.
There was a man who grew up in what he would have called a "sophisticated church," a "big-city church." He became a pastor, and he was assigned to a small church
out in the country. He hadn't been there very long, and he went to a funeral service at another church—not of his denomination, but another church.
There was an open casket, and the pastor got up, and he said to his congregation that day, "It's too late for old Joe. It's too late
for him." Pointing down, he said, "It's too late for him to change his life, too late for him to do anything differently, too late for him to reconnect with his family, too late for him to have a relationship with Jesus Christ. It's too late for him. He's
dead. It's too late." He said, "It's not too late for you, but it's too late for old Joe."
Then he told them the story about how a funeral processional had been going down the highway, and a Greyhound bus had plowed into the
funeral processional, and people had died. And he said, "We're going to the gravesite, and that could happen to you. It could be too late for you today."
On the drive home, the pastor who had grown up in a sophisticated church, told his wife how angry he was about the service. He said,
"I can't believe he'd get up and talk like that. That was disgusting and insensitive. It was uncaring toward the family. I can't believe he'd get up and say something like that. I've never heard anything like that in all my life."
And his wife replied, "Honey, you're right. I've never heard anything like that. It was disgusting. It was insensitive. It was hurtful
to that family." And then she said, "And worst of all, it was absolutely true."
Your life is like a sigh. The time of your life is like a sleep, like a watch in the night. It's like yesterday when it's passed. Your
life is like a flood that's passing by, and it's going to be gone, and you're going to stand before eternal God. Here's the question: What will you do when you stand before Him? God is everlasting. Time on earth is short.
A long time ago, a British pastor wrote a poem. He never named this poem, no title, but we know who wrote it. His name was Henry Twells. He was a British pastor.
He lived from 1823 to 1900. He wrote:
When as a child I laughed and wept, time crept.
When as a youth I grew more bold, time strolled.
When I became a full-grown man, time ran.
When older still I daily grew, time flew.
Soon I shall find in passing on, time gone.
Listen to the last line. He wrote this:
"O Christ! Wilt Thou have saved me then?" And he wrote, "Amen."
Time flies. Time will be gone. And at the end of your time, the only thing that will matter to you is the thing that matters most right now, and that's whether
you have a relationship with Jesus Christ.
Have a great day, and keep moving forward!