The following scenario is only broadway theater. But the story is true for some tonight. You die tonite, at one minute to midnite. And… you’ve said no to Jesus.
Feeling insignificant?
It’s all so senseless looking, worthless, waste – and yet there is one ray of light, a hope for now, today, tomorrow
Tomorrow
Tomorrow is the fool’s day. Tomorrow may never come. This may be it. Today I choose Him, whatever comes.
