I am musing while reclining in a Lazy Boy chair at my brother’s house in Virginia Beach, VA. An enjoyable holiday here has involved two 175 mile trips from here to Richmond, VA, on Wednesday and Thursday nights. T.J. drives a truck to Richmond International Airport three times a week for a shipping company. Also, we have done a good bit touring around this historic and location of several military installations. We “went aboard” Oceana Naval Air Station, where T.J. was stationed for part of his career. Here we saw the history of Naval air flight in the presence of planes from different eras.
This article assumes that we are going to die. However, we often live each day as though we do not. Some would like to know the date of their death so they could be sure to be ready. Since we know we will die, our concern in this article is how we die. Not whether we die a violent, slow or sudden death but rather, one’s relationship with God at death. This is not a new concern.
After a lecture by the late Chicago educator, Francis Wayland Parker, a woman asked: “How early can I begin the education of my child?” “When will your child be born?” asked Parker. “Born?” she replied. “Why, he is already five years old!” “My goodness, woman,” he cried, “don’t stand here talking to me—hurry home; already you have lost the best five years!” (1000 Illustrations for Preaching and Teaching)