Are You Ready

 

There we sat in our finest clothes at the funeral home. We arrived early because my husband and our two boys had been asked to be pallbearers for a good friend. Everything looked normal, except we did not recognize a single person.
As more strangers filled the room and time passed, it finally dawned on us that we were at the wrong funeral home. Embarrassed, we rushed to the only other one in town. When we walked in, we took a seat in the back since the men who kindly stepped in to replace us were seated in the front. Life was so busy we went to the wrong funeral.

Are You Ready

Will you be ready when it’s your time to leave this world?

Life gets busy as we go about living in a whirl.

Often the question is postponed or treated as silly,

And faith conversations can feel cool or quite chilly.

Won’t you take a moment to hear what I know?

Jesus died for your sins; He is the One God chose.

The Bible explains clearly what each heart must do,

Believe, repent, and have faith, this path is true.

When you accept Jesus, you’re part of the family of God.

You are my family too, though to some that might seem odd.

Patricia Westbrook

“Most assuredly, I say to you, he who hears My word and believes in Him who sent Me has everlasting life, and shall not come into judgment, but has passed from death into life.”

John 5:24 (NKJV)





     

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