“Betty, what are you doing?” asked the caregiver.
“I have to get dressed. I have a 10:00 appointment.”
“Its 2:00 Betty.”
“Morning, or afternoon?”
“Morning.”
She helped Betty get back into her hospital bed. Betty tried this again two more times.
“But I have an appointment at 10:00. I need to get dressed.”
“Betty, you don’t have an appointment today at 10.”
“Yes I do.”
“Here, let me help you get comfortable in your bed.”
Betty went to be with Jesus at 10:24 AM.
This is a true story. Betty was my great aunt. I wrote about her on her 97th birthday this past January. I once told her that she has lived so long her friends, already in heaven, might think she passed and went the other direction. In another conversation, “Your place, that Jesus promises to make for us in heaven, must really be something, because it has taken a long time to get it ready.”
We all have an appointment to keep one day. When we too will stand before God. I hope you’re ready like my aunt was.
“I love you Aunt Betty! I’m going to miss you, but I’m glad you are home.”

Betty
ently. Believe with them for God to deliver them, answer them, or heal them. Life is hard, but it is even harder by yourself.
When the serpent was talking to Eve, why didn’t she run? Today if a serpent was around, most of us would run. Before Eve’s eyes were opened she didn’t know any fear. She didn’t need to, with the exception of fearing God, meaning respect Him, and His words. Here in front of her was sin, evil, the downfall of mankind and the world, yet she wasn’t afraid.
“I was reared in church. The whole family went every Sunday morning. I heard the stories, I heard the sermons, but I don’t feel I got anything out of it,” said my friend. “Many times I would wonder, if there really was a God would He hear me? As I got older and became aware of family problems I would watch how my father would question his faith, but my mother, hers seemed to strengthen. I found it all so confusing. Then there were the times I would look out the church windows and see my friends having fun. I wanted to have fun, so I quit going.”
You run to work. You run home. You run to gatherings. You run to family events. You are always running, somewhere, but do you ever feel …”lost”? Do you ever ask yourself, is there more?