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THE LAST CURTAIN CALL

I spent about 30 minutes listening to a message on the radio last night.It formed part of the best minutes of my life!.The calm but very assertive voice of a woman I assumed must be very good looking rang clearly over my radio forcing me to restrict my hands from tuning off.The words,"the last curtain call" were the magical words I heard first.Oh!, how she painted a picture of Jesus's patience and love for the church.How she distinguished life from death.How she brought steady warm tears flowing down my cheeks.How audacious she sounded yet so simple.I was overtaken by the truth that echoed every letter in her words!

This world is the stage that all human beings(actors) act on.Do you know your role,she queried?.Are you playing your role?.Are you playing it right?.Are you playing it at the right time and place?.Are you playing another person's role?Are you ready for the last curtain call?These questions got me thinking and instantly I knew I had to right some things in my own life.Check yours right now!


She remebered how that her brother's friend's father died on a Friday and the brother's friend took his father's corpse to the motuary and deposited some money with the mortuary attendant so that his father's body would be properly embalmed and prepared for burial.Her brother's friend returned on Sunday to check the father's body in the mortuary and behold his father's body was lying on the bare floor bloated and smelling.Of course he was furious and asked why they would treat his father's body in that manner despite the fact that he had paid them to prepare the body.The motuary attendants on duty maintained that he didn't pay any of them money.He agreed that he paid money to neither of them but that his payment was recorded.On cross checking the records,it was discovered that he truly paid.One of the attendants as though on impulse moved to something that looked like a drawer and pulled one box out,pointing at the corpse lying therein ,he asked the brother's friend;Is this the man you paid money to?To his astonishment that was thesame man he paid money, to prepare his father's corpse,now a corpse himself!.Ah!,what a world I thought aloud.

She also shared how her bosom friend was planning greatly towards her 50th birthday and made all kinds of preparations to make it grand and talk of the town party.On the morning of her birthday she passed on to the great beyond and her birthday was her death day!

We need no Prophet to tell us that we are in the end of times.Evil has taken over the land and many are at home with sin.Young people are far from God.Wickedness has subdued goodness.People are taking and giving in marriage. Earthquakes,flooding,revolution,rebbellion and wars all over the world just like the Bible predicted it would happen.Ah!,are you not afraid?

You and I know not the time nor the day when we shall close our eyes.Death is inevitable.The curtains would be drawn at the last curtain call.Prepare your ways now for the time cometh when no man shall work again.Would it not be better to die and meet Jesus or be raptured and enjoy heaven.Oh, lord Jesus my ernest prayer is that you mould me just into that piece you want me to be.Let me play my role and not another's.Maranatha!

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Sarah said…
Mhnnnn...Ok now this is scary.Amanda are you convinced God wants us to be this scared?
December 17, 2011 at 10:18 AM
Ogar said…
Ama,why did you decide to scare me like this nah...just kidding!.This is timely,with all knids of things happening in today's world,one can't but get prepared because indeed the curtain can be drawn any moment.Thanks for sharing babe.
December 18, 2011 at 6:39 PM
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