Our Last Thoughts
There are many questions in life, but not many answers. I have often thought about when my last day would come, I cannot seem to find the date. There are so many things I would like to do, will I accomplish all in the time I have left. I held the hand of one dying, unconscious at the time. He did not know what was happening, or maybe he did and we just could not tell. I have been with one who knew his time was up that day, afraid of the unknown-panic set in. Many of the ones that have past, they did not have time for regrets or remorse. Each faces the day of death differently, a day we do not know when it will arrive. If we have time before the fateful day, we can some what prepare. We should prepare now, it is the time to know God. We never know when our time will come, it could be soon-today or tonight.
Date Written: 4//24/2021
Copyright © Paula Goldsmith | Year Posted 2021
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