FOOD FOR YOUR JOURNEY
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Luke 16:19-31 The Rich Man and Lazarus
“There was a rich man who was dressed in purple and fine linen and lived in luxury every day. At his gate was laid a beggar named Lazarus, covered with sores and longing to eat what fell from the rich man’s table. Even the dogs came and licked his sores.
“The time came when the beggar died and the angels carried him to Abraham’s side. The rich man also died and was buried. In Hades, where he was in torment, he looked up and saw Abraham far away, with Lazarus by his side. So he called to him, ‘Father Abraham, have pity on me and send Lazarus to dip the tip of his finger in water and cool my tongue, because I am in agony in this fire.’
“But Abraham replied, ‘Son, remember that in your lifetime you received your good things, while Lazarus received bad things, but now he is comforted here and you are in agony. And besides all this, between us and you a great chasm has been set in place, so that those who want to go from here to you cannot, nor can anyone cross over from there to us.’
“He answered, ‘Then I beg you, father, send Lazarus to my family, for I have five brothers. Let him warn them, so that they will not also come to this place of torment.’
“Abraham replied, ‘They have Moses and the Prophets; let them listen to them. “‘No, father Abraham,’ he said, ‘but if someone from the dead goes to them, they will repent.’
“Abraham said to the rich man, ‘If they do not listen to Moses and the Prophets, they will not be convinced even if someone rises from the dead.’”
With a heavy heart…
As an only child I am the repository of all the memories of my mother and father.
When I die and go to be with the Lord, there will be no one left to remember my parents. If they knew Christ as their Savior and Lord (which they do not), then there would be a reunion in heaven between us. But I do not have that to look forward to and neither do they. When I go to be with the Lord He promises to wipe away every tear from my eyes regarding this journey of life; here on this veil of tears we call earth.
Jesus will somehow heal my broken heart and give me peace and I believe forgetfulness of all those whom I loved and cherished while here, but will never see again. So, in a true sense I will have forgotten my parents, never to be remembered again. But my parents will be in another place, not together, but alone with all their memories of the life they lived.
Memories that will be remembered by each of them and reviewed forever.
Who do you know and love more than your own life that does not know Jesus Christ as Savior? By keeping your mouth closed about your faith do you understand that you are helping them condemn themselves?
That’s not what God wants and that should not be what you want.
There are many creative ways to share the Word of God. Don’t ever give up, keep on trying. Someday it will be too late and those whom God has put in your path will be forgotten to you…because you won’t be here anymore.
They will miss the reunion. They will miss a new universe that God has created to give us dominion over with purpose and joy. They will miss the forever joy of a journey without end.
When it is all over, there is nothing more important for you to do than to share your faith and speak to them about their need for a Savior. Should they die before you; you do not want to carry the emotional anguish because you kept your mouth shut. Jesus Said… “I AM the WAY the TRUTH and The LIFE”…. there is NO OTHER WAY to Heaven but through ME.
Your blessing will be to forget them…. they have no blessing… they will become the FORGOTTEN.