It’s been a long year. My father’s death affected me deeply. I still feel the pain. I was not assured of his salvation when he died. It is certainly possible that he could have been saved, but I am not sure. Today is the one year anniversary of his death. May every unsaved person who reads this take heed, for life at it’s longest is but a vapor and either eternal bliss or eternal torment awaits. Avail yourself of the gift of God while there is still time.
Ecclesiastes 3:2 A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;
(Posted on March 4, 2009)
“I don’t think there is anywhere else I would rather be than with the elderly and sick people who reside in our nursing homes. The Lord has given me such a love for these precious souls. When I was first born again, twenty years ago, the Lord led me to nursing home ministry. It has been the greatest blessing of my life to have an opportunity to minister the love of God to these often forgotten people. I remember a pastor who once said that the Lord will follow a person to their grave with the offer of salvation and eternal life. (Once life is gone is too late to be saved.) I would love to show you all the people at the Sunday services but I believe there are privacy issues that prohibit me from taking their pictures without permission and posting them. So here is a photo of my 92 year old dad, whom I love dearly, as a representative of these precious people. I am so grateful that my father is still alvie. The nursing homes are a mission field, and we may never know this side of heaven how many souls have responded to their final call to salvation.”