As we go through life, without consciously thinking about it, we tend to believe we have all the tomorrows we could ever want. The truth is, we don’t.

Last Tuesday, a friend of mine passed away. He was only a year or so older than me, appeared to be in great health, and was still actively working managing hotels. About 10 days earlier, he developed blood clots in his leg and lungs. Doctors decided to operate, only to discover cancer had spread throughout his body. He died two days later. He entered the hospital fully expecting to return home the next day, but he never made it home.

One thing I’ve come to realize is that when the Lord calls us home, He doesn’t check our Outlook calendar, our meeting schedule, or the plans we had for the week. He doesn’t ask whether today is a convenient day for our homecoming. We simply don’t get a choice in the matter. I believe that when a Christian closes his eyes for the last time here on earth, in the twinkling of an eye, he opens them in heaven, standing in the presence of the Lord God Almighty.

We should all strive to redeem the time we have by doing what is right and, to the best of our ability, making right what is wrong in our lives. Why? Because none of us knows how many tomorrows we have left. KT