I have many reservations about saying that I have revelations. So I won't call it that, maybe it's insight. But here it goes.
I'm a Phone, DSL, TV, installer/repair man for a local phone co., so I meet a lot of people. The other day I had a DSL install, and the man was a Christian clearly seen by his fruit. Anyway, when I come upon people of the faith I can't help myself but to let them know I'm a Christian too for the sake of conversation. The topic came up about our children, he said the most we can do as parents for our children is to pray for them. I agreed, he also said that many children may not come to the Lord until we are dead, meaning that our death may jog a noggin in their brain to think about our walk and life with Christ. I agreed, but added that "the way we die" may have a greater significance then just being dead. He agreed.
Since my job enables me to drive along the country side, I was enjoying God's creation in the changing colors of foliage on the trees. What a marvelous Creator we have. If you live in an area that season's don't change you sure are missing out. Anyway, I got to thinking about the conversation I had with this man about our deaths and the trees winding down for their winter rest. Soon the trees will be bare and will look lifeless, but leading up to that sage they are beautiful. This is how our death should be to others, beautiful, Christ like, a witness for Him to others that the promises to us on the other side of death are awaiting, for us a new Life.
I'm a Phone, DSL, TV, installer/repair man for a local phone co., so I meet a lot of people. The other day I had a DSL install, and the man was a Christian clearly seen by his fruit. Anyway, when I come upon people of the faith I can't help myself but to let them know I'm a Christian too for the sake of conversation. The topic came up about our children, he said the most we can do as parents for our children is to pray for them. I agreed, he also said that many children may not come to the Lord until we are dead, meaning that our death may jog a noggin in their brain to think about our walk and life with Christ. I agreed, but added that "the way we die" may have a greater significance then just being dead. He agreed.
Since my job enables me to drive along the country side, I was enjoying God's creation in the changing colors of foliage on the trees. What a marvelous Creator we have. If you live in an area that season's don't change you sure are missing out. Anyway, I got to thinking about the conversation I had with this man about our deaths and the trees winding down for their winter rest. Soon the trees will be bare and will look lifeless, but leading up to that sage they are beautiful. This is how our death should be to others, beautiful, Christ like, a witness for Him to others that the promises to us on the other side of death are awaiting, for us a new Life.