Author: Brandi With An I
•8:15 AM
Life is a one-time Shot
By: Tom Smith,
Wooddale Church of Christ


James 4:14 Whereas ye know not what shall be on the morrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapour, that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away.

So often, we get bogged down in the day to day activities of life, we lose sight of not only its' brevity, but the fact life is a one-time shot. 

I hate to break the bad news to those who buy into the complete stupidity of reincarnation, but we were created in the image of God for this one and only journey called life. 

When it is over, we will have an eternal home, either with our creator, if we come to know His Son Jesus Christ by faith, or eternally separated from our Creator if we reject Christ. 

The point I want to drive home today is that this is it. 
This is our life. 
This is not a dress rehearsal, there are no do-overs, we need to make the most of this time God has given us.

It is human nature not to think much about death, our own mortality. 

We tend to dwell on it more as we get older, since it becomes more of a reality. 

As we go through life, we see our grandparents die, our parents, other family members, friends, and those we know pass away. At those times, we are reminded that we too will one day die, though we try not to think about it very long. 

In addition to being reminded at times how brief life is, we often pause at different points to see where we are in life, look back to where we have been, and look ahead to where we want to go. 

Again, as we get older, we become aware that this time on earth, this life, really does pass quickly. 

It is at these times of reflection when it becomes apparent how much of our life we squander and don't take advantage of. 

Remember this: today is a day like none other, and when it is gone, it is never coming back.
 
Take the time needed to reflect on your life today. 

Take the time to see where you are at, and where you want to go. 

Look at those things in your life each day that are positive, and those that are negative. 

The fact is, life is short. 
Only God knows when our time here is over. 
We have no control over that. 

What we DO have control over is how we use each day. 

I don't care where you live, what ethnic background you are, what your social or financial status is, the one thing all of us have in common is 24 hours. 
Nobody gets a second more or a second less. 
How we use that 24 hours becomes the key decisions we must make each day. 

God has a perfect plan and purpose for your life. 

Allowing that plan and purpose to unfold each day is the challenge we all face. 

Life is a one time shot. 
We won't get another chance. 
Make the most of each and every day God gives you. 
It is your life, the only one you will get, so make the most of it.
Author: Brandi With An I
•1:51 PM



Where was I?

What was I doing there?

How did I get there?

I guessed that I got there after the big noise. But the answers to the other questions I didn't know.

I timidly turned to my left and saw nothing but people, as far as my eye could see. I turned to my right and there too were oceans of people, all quiet, all with the most horrible look in their eyes. I turned quietly around. I seemed to be between two enormous clouds, one for the ceiling and one for the floor. In front of me there was a desk towering so high that I could not see who or what was behind it, but I did not have to see, I knew.

On one side of me there was my father. He looked so peaceful and his eyes were warm and happy. On the other side of me there was my mother whose bluish-gray eyes stared pleasantly at the black desk. I glanced over my shoulder and saw my sisters. I saw my grandmother and I wanted to shout, "Granny, Granny I thought you were dead!" but it would have broken the silence. I quickly saw that round me in a circle was my immediate family and then my other relatives in another circle, and then my closest friends, and then all the people I had ever known were circled around me and were watching me.

There was a sharp noise like that of a trumpet. A book was opened and the cover fell with a thud to the top of the desk. Then the other books were opened. At least I wasn't first.

I didn't want to be first.

Thousands of people went before me, but it still seemed like I was first. Even those who were weeping and screaming now became silent. A voice from the top of the desk came like thunder saying, "KENDALL ROSS."

It echoed again, and again, and again.

A thousand daggers tore at my stomach, I knew it was my turn. Again the voice from the top of the desk spoke but this time it was still and small.

It said, "Kendall Ross of the sixteenth generation of Rosses, step forward."

I fell to my knees and began to cry, "Forgive me! God! God! God, please forgive me!"

The voice said, "Silence."

On a gigantic movie screen all my thoughts were projected.

The people that knew me were horrified.

Some said, "She thought that?!" and others were shocked.

I was not really embarassed. This was much too serious for me to start blushing.

Everyone became silent. I began to shake violently and by then I was wet with a cold sweat.

The voice spoke, this time like thunder and with anger, "Depart from me, ye cursed, into the eternal fire which is prepared for the devil and his angels!"

I fell upon my face and began to claw and bite myself and I screamed again and again, "Have mercy! I love you God! Have mercy on me, please!"

Two men clothed in white with eyes like fire came to me. They took my arms and lifted me up. I was still screaming. I turned and looked at my family. They didn't look sad, but repulsed! The men led me to the left side, I couldn't cry and I couldn't scream. I just stood there among the thousands; and as I stood there in the midst of the weeping, cursing, biting, screaming mob I began to think of all the opportunities I had had in life that could have put me on the right side, the blessed side, and I too began to cry.

After a while some of the men in white clothes opened two doors from the bottom of the cloud. All of us on the left side were herded, like cattle, through the two doors down a great ramp. There we stood in the black pit. We all pushed and squeezed to get as close as we could to the ramp so we could get a last look at the pure light. A sudden hush fell on the ocean of people. Every muscle in my body tensed and again I was shaking uncontrollably.

In the opening at the top of the ramp was God's face! It was brighter than the light of a million furnaces and it glowed with love. It was so pure that some could not behold it and fell on their face. We stood spell bound. And then the horror of horrors....God turned his face away.

Then the great doors were shut and all was darkness. The multitude wailed a wail that shook the very foundations of hell. Then after one great explosion the fires of hell were ignited. The fire, the brimstone, and the mental anguish were fused into this hellish nightmare, but it is no nightmare.

I call on God to relieve my pain, but there is no God, he has turned his face away.

And I remember.
If only I could not remember.
I remember my life, and all the opportunities I had to do good.
I remember the Christian school I attended and all the sermons I heard.
I remember my Christian home and the members of my family who are now around God's throne.
And I remember the Day of Judgment, that fateful day when I was sent to his torment.

That was yesterday, or was it today? or was it ten thousand years ago?
There is no time here, only misery.

If only God would say to me, "burn in hell one day and then come to heaven and join the blessed. If only there was an end to this torment. If only these everlasting worms would quit eating away at my body for one minute! I bite and claw myself but no blood comes forth. I curse and scream, but to no avail. I pray, but God does not hear me.

Why, did the world have to end while I was young? I was only sowing my wild oats.

***READING THIS GAVE ME CHILLS. AND I DON'T KNOW ABOUT YOU, BUT I DON'T WANT TO SPEND ETERNITY IN HELL...WE DON'T KNOW WHEN JESUS IS COMING BACK AGAIN, SO WE SHOULD ALL TRY AND LIVE RIGHT SO WE CAN SPEND ETERNITY WITH HIM. I HAVE A QUICK QUESTION FOR YOU...THE WAY YOU'RE LIVING YOUR LIFE, IF JESUS WERE TO COME BACK TODAY, THIS VERY MINUTE....WOULD YOU BE SAVED? JUST SOMETHING TO THINK ABOUT...***

IF YOU DON'T WANT TO END UP LIKE KENDALL, HERE'S WHAT YOU MUST DO TO BE SAVED...

HEAR THE WORD-ACTS 15:7
BELIEVE JESUS CHRIST IS THE SON OF GOD-HEBREWS 11:6
REPENT OF ALL YOUR PAST SINS-LUKE 13:3
CONFESS JESUS AS YOUR SAVIOR-ACTS 8:37
BE BAPTIZED FOR THE REMISSION OF SINS-ACTS 2:38
REMAIN FAITHFUL UNTIL DEATH-REVELATIONS 2:10

AFTER YOU'VE DONE THESE THINGS YOU MUST BE A PART OF THE ONE TRUE CHURCH THAT IS FOUND IN THE BIBLE: THE CHURCH OF CHRIST (MATTHEW 16:18, ROMANS 16:16)

THIS ISN'T A CHAIN LETTER, IT'S REALITY. CHRIST IS COMING BACK AND WE NEED TO BE READY. PASS THIS ON TO EVERYONE YOU KNOW...ESPECIALLY YOUR LOVED ONES!!!