Paula and I were walking from the cemetery after a burial. Hearing a car behind us, we moved over to the grassy area to let it pass. It was the hearse with two undertakers. The car stopped and the window rolled down and we were asked if we wanted a ride. I replied, “No, I am not quite ready for that yet.” It was my first invitation to ride in one, but from experience, I know it won’t be my last. The next one, though, won’t be prefaced by an in invitation. I won’t have any choice.
The Bible tells me that this ride is coming:
And the dust returns to the earth as it was, and the spirit returns to God who gave it.
When his breath departs, he returns to the earth; on that very day his plans perish.
And just as it is appointed for man to die once, and after that comes judgment,
Are you ready for an unplanned ride in a hearse?
Give it some thought.
Gary