As the number of days before me, begin to slide away with each rising of the sun, I can’t help but ask myself have I lived my life well since I surrendered my heart to Jesus? When my last day arrives, it will not be the accumulation of things that will give me everlasting richness and life-no they will stay behind where moths and rust will destroy-my relationship with Jesus is all that matters. I have forgiveness from all of my sins and stupidity, I have peace in the darkest of days, and this place on earth is just my temporary home. When I face my last day here, I know I will have regrets for all the things where I did it wrong, but I will rejoice in the one thing I did right: surrender my life to Jesus. I hope I will be known by my love for Him, and I hope I use my gifts to share that love, even though it may be clumsy and awkward. Amen.