If today was your last day, and tomorrow was too late, could you say goodbye to yesterday? How would it hit you, if you got that kind of news? What would you do? Skydiving? Rocky mountain climbing? 2.7 seconds on a bull named Fumanchu? Would you love deeper? Speak sweeter? Or give the forgiveness that you’ve been denying?
If Jesus revealed to you that shortly you must put off your earthly tent, that you have finished your race and it is time to come home. What would you do? Who would you tell? What would you tell them? What would you leave behind?