Nobody gets out alive.
I read this statement and I ponder
True we all have to die
My parents did
So did my grandparents
Friends, colleagues, other relatives
Strangers
The young, the old, the rich and the poor
Male or female, believers or otherwise
Nobody gets out alive.
We all will die
And someday it will be my turn
I choose not to think of the end
Nobody gets out alive.
For now
It is more sensible and more important
To be prepared
Nobody gets out alive.
For the present
I shall live each moment fully, joyfully, abundantly
Not to worry or be fearful of the time to come
Those last moments when one draws a final breath
Who knows what is to happen
Nobody gets out alive.
Let us get on with the business of living
Of recalling that our end is inevitable
But think not of the way one may go
Consider rather that the Lord of all
Assures us only that death will come like a thief in the night
And if so, why not be fortified
Why not be prepared
How, you may ask
Like this
With total determination to do one’s duties
Nobody gets out alive.
To love God above all
To love one’s neigbour as one loves oneself
To act justly
To love tenderly
To walk humbly with God
Nobody gets out alive.
Walk then by faith and not by sight.
Praise God!
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