Last night I dreamed of someone who has been dead for a long long time. I dreamed that I still loved him and I had the opportunity to befriend him and invite him to my church, and that leading him to Jesus was more important than finally becoming his friend.
It was a strange dream that I found myself wanting to go back to sleep to keep dreaming because it didn't end right....I hate waking up in the middle of a dream...
I wonder if, when we finally die and go be with the Lord, we look back on this life and wish we hadn't died yet...as if it were in the middle of a dream...
What do you say at the end of your life, or when you realize that you are older than you are young and that glorious day when you go to meet your maker is only a wink away....
What do you say?
"If only I had more time..."
"Did I do all I should've?"
"If only I had taken the chance when I could..."
I look in the mirror and see that I am now a ripe 48 years old. Then, I get tears when I realize that my granny was only 14 years older than I am now when she passed on. I don't mind telling you that at 48, 14 years doesn't seem long at all.
Lord, help me use what time I have left to bring YOU glory!
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