A Last Will and Testament…
“This is the last will and testament of A– Z–, of the city of D–, in the State of M–.
I, A– Z–, do testify that I am of sound mind at the writing of this my last will and testament, on this the — day of the month of –, the year of our Lord, 19–.”
[[ The main body of the will is none of our business, but the last bit should give us some real food for thought…]]
“…And finally, a word to my wife, J–, my children W– and B–, and others who profess to be Christians:
As you are all reading this, my soul is likely in hell, as you so often warned me it would be. But I would like to point out that all of you had a part in sending me there, if there is such a place.
J–, you went to church regularly, prayed, and did all kinds of church activities. You even prayed for my healing in this my last illness. But every once in a while, I heard you swear when you were angry; you preached at me the evils of going to the bar, but drank a little too much yourself when we were at home; you watched the same dirty TV shows I liked so much; you lied when it was convenient, and by your actions I could see there was no God. Don’t imagine I was blind.
J–, your church friends would come over often, and while you thought I was blind and deaf, I could hear you joking and gossiping as you did whatever it was you were doing for the church. I knew where some of them worked, selling dirty magazines and cigarettes without a blush. Some of your church friends even smoked, something you regularly chided me for doing, making me stand out in the cold.
W– and B–, you grew up going to church with your mother, and claimed to be Christians from an early age. But your way of dressing – even for church – looked more like the women on the street near my office than someone going to worship a holy God.
P– W–, the Christian owner of D– Hardware Supplies, was not above charging more for his products than was appropriate, and laughing at the dirty jokes we used to tell in his store.
G– T–, the pastor of my wife’s church, came to visit me once in all the years she attended his church, at my sickbed, to tell me that if I would just repeat his little canned prayer, I could be saved. Is that all it takes? I wanted to see that there was a God, by the power you claim he has. What good would his power be, except to make wicked people good?
So while my soul burns in hell for my admitted wickedness – if there is such a thing as hell – I just wanted to point out that if there is a God, as you claim, he might just be preparing you a place in here with me.”
Just imagine if an unbelieving spouse actually wrote such a thing in their will!
All professing Christians who live in hypocrisy before the eyes of their unbelieving loved ones MUST seriously consider what this is saying. By your hypocrisy, you ARE largely responsible for your loved ones’ inability to believe.
REPENT, and be born again before it’s too late, or God WILL be preparing your place with them in hell.