For what is your life? It is even a vapor that appears for a little time and then vanishes away. James 4:14
We are all so polite. Me too, I’m guilty. Smile… As a courtesy, no one ever distinguishes a funeral from a Homegoing in our community. (That’s another whole series; but not now.) This goes on all over. Let me tell you about a powerful dream that I had. This is true.
I dreamed that Jesus had come back late one night and that all of the people who accepted him as their Lord and Savior had to walk down the main road of our metro area (about 20 miles or so long) towards the downtown area to meet Jesus. A lot of people got caught off guard. Now, at the point of the dream that I started fortunately I was only a few blocks away. I was walking not with a lot of people but people were all along the road and I had on my pajamas. Most people were carrying pillows and blankets. There was n o anxiety, there was peace. At the end of the road where we were all headed there was a huge light and it seemed to be drawing us all there. There was no conversation, no church signs, no divisions, no ethnic separations.
As we passed the side streets many were turning off in other directions. Every single side street was pitch black. I saw some people that I knew turn down one of those streets. I was very sad but by then there was nothing that I could do. It was too late.
I woke up.
Since that time, I have prayed for the people who were forced to turn down a dark side street. My prayers have remained consistent for their salvation.
As a bold saint, I ask you to examine yourself and decide if you will have a funeral or a Home Going service at the appointed time? It matters.