My beautiful friend and sister-in-law of three months was killed instantly in a car wreck.
Her family were devout Christians. Our family had never been in church, but she loved my brother and married him anyway. She was one of my best friends. I would never see her again.
Even in their grief HER family knew that they would one day see her beautiful smile again. Devastated as they were, they witnessed to my family and all my family came to know Jesus at that time but me.
I was 18 years old and devastated. I tried a little alcohol, some smoking and even more rebellion but nothing could ease the pain. I thought I wanted to go to a different kind of church than my family, but that didn’t seem to work either.
Then one morning I went to church and as the choir sang Softly and Tenderly and a sweet Christian lady prayed for me I gave my life to Jesus.
Sometimes there is not “another” chance to follow Him. Sometimes life can be gone in seconds and there is not another chance to make that decision to follow Him. Do you know Him today?