GIVE ME TOMORROW

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GIVE ME TOMORROW
Death is a democracy. It comes equally to us all and makes us all equal. As Longfellow said: “Art is long, and time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still, like muffled drums, are beating Funeral marches to the grave.” Occasionally someone remarks in the spirit of Thoreau, “I’, not interested in questions on immortality. One world at a time…that’s my motto. Do the duty that lies close at hand and don’t worry about the hereafter.” But this side steps the problem, for what a man believes about the hereafter affects the way he lives here. Neither does it come to grips with the age-old question, “If a man die…shall he live again?” As fellow travellers toward the grave, we pause…and ponder…and hope. Philosophers often doom us to disappointment. They tend to be such a gloomy lot when faced with the question of life after death. Staring at the moving edge of time, they cringe and say: “Where is my home? For it do I ask and seek, and have sought, but have not found it. O eternal everywhere, O eternal nowhere, O eternal in vain.” -Nietzsche “There is no way out, or around, or through.” -H.G. Wells “Life is a narrow vale between the cold and barren peaks of two eternities. We strive in vain to look beyond the heights. We cry aloud, and the only answer is the echo of our wailing cry.” -Robert Ingersoll Such words do not satisfy. They offer nothing more than a grave in a cemetery or a crypt in a mausoleum. During the Korean struggle, the Fifth Company of Marines, with eighteen thousand men, fought against more than a hundred thousand Chinese communists. Marguerite Higgins, the Pulitzer Prize winner, reported: "It was particularly cold-42 degrees below zero-that morning when reporters were standing around. The weary soldiers, half frozen stood by their dirty trucks eating from tin cans. A huge marine was eating cold beans with his trench knife. His clothes were as stiff as a board. His face, covered with heavy beard, was crusted with mud. A correspondent asked him, “If I were God and could grand you anything you wished, what would you most like?” The man stood motionless for a moment. Then he raised his hand and replied, ‘Give me tomorrow.’” My friend, the key to tomorrow belongs to Jesus. After demonstrating His power over death, He declared, “I am he that liveth, and was dead; and behold, I am alive for evermore, Amen; and have the keys of hell and death.” (Revelation 1:18 KJV) triumphant in victory, he promised, “Whoever lives and believes in me shall never die.” What Jesus meant in those words, is that His faithful followers would never experience eternal separation from God. Therefore, Jesus, alone, is able to give us tomorrow. If you would like to know more about what Jesus offers, write for my FREE booklet, “Who Is This Jesus.” Email me or write to me at P.O Box 1540, Albany W.A 6331. Telephone / Fax (08) 98 418 418

GIVE ME TOMORROW

Death is a democracy. It comes equally to us all and makes us all equal. As Longfellow said:

“Art is long, and time is fleeting,
And our hearts, though stout and brave,
Still, like muffled drums, are beating
Funeral marches to the grave.”

Occasionally someone remarks in the spirit of Thoreau, “I’, not interested in questions on immortality. One world at a time…that’s my motto. Do the duty that lies close at hand and don’t worry about the hereafter.” But this side steps the problem, for what a man believes about the hereafter affects the way he lives here. Neither does it come to grips with the age-old question, “If a man die…shall he live again?” As fellow travellers toward the grave, we pause…and ponder…and hope.

Philosophers often doom us to disappointment. They tend to be such a gloomy lot when faced with the question of life after death. Staring at the moving edge of time, they cringe and say:

“Where is my home? For it do I ask and seek, and have sought, but have not
found it. O eternal everywhere, O eternal nowhere, O eternal in vain.”
-Nietzsche

“There is no way out, or around, or through.”
-H.G. Wells

“Life is a narrow vale between the cold and barren peaks of two eternities. We strive
in vain to look beyond the heights. We cry aloud, and the only answer is the echo of
our wailing cry.”
-Robert Ingersoll

Such words do not satisfy. They offer nothing more than a grave in a cemetery or a crypt in a mausoleum.

During the Korean struggle, the Fifth Company of Marines, with eighteen thousand men, fought against more than a hundred thousand Chinese communists. Marguerite Higgins, the Pulitzer Prize winner, reported:

"It was particularly cold-42 degrees below zero-that morning when reporters were standing around. The weary soldiers, half frozen stood by their dirty trucks eating from tin cans. A huge marine was eating cold beans with his trench knife. His clothes were as stiff as a board. His face, covered with heavy beard, was crusted with mud. A correspondent asked him, “If I were God and could grand you anything you wished, what would you most like?” The man stood motionless for a moment. Then he raised his hand and replied, ‘Give me tomorrow.’”

My friend, the key to tomorrow belongs to Jesus. After demonstrating His power over death, He declared, “I am he that liveth, and was dead; and behold, I am alive for evermore, Amen; and have the keys of hell and death.” (Revelation 1:18 KJV) triumphant in victory, he promised, “Whoever lives and believes in me shall never die.” What Jesus meant in those words, is that His faithful followers would never experience eternal separation from God. Therefore, Jesus, alone, is able to give us tomorrow.

If you would like to know more about what Jesus offers, write for my FREE booklet, “Who Is This Jesus.”

Email me
or write to me at
P.O Box 1540,
Albany W.A 6331.

Telephone / Fax (08) 98 418 418