One last word

Tommy has had a cough for several days now.  He is finally going to see the Dr. today, but then he leaves tomorrow to go preach in North Carolina.  I asked him if he thought he should cancel the meeting and he said no.  I am convinced that if he were in the pulpit preaching and felt as if he was getting ready to die, he would say "just let me say one last word to these people Lord, before you take me."

I was thinking about that this morning and wrote my friend Greg down in Atlanta, those very words.  (By the Way, he also inspired my blog about the fireplace...he asked me if he did, since he is always talking about sitting in front of it!)

After I wrote him about Tommy I started thinking.  If I knew I only had a few minutes to live, what would be the last words I said to people around me.  Something to think about today.