Eternal Questions

In the past few years I have found myself asking basic questions several times a day. These questions are always asked when I am driving my car.

They are: Where am I?
Why am I here?
Where am I going?
How do I get there?

The questions are asked because I do not know the answers. The answers come to me quickly. Looking at my surroundings, I find where I am. A little reflection tells me I am there because I am going some place. A little more remembering tells me why I got into the car and where I intended to go. The last question is harder to answer. Why? I find out that I have already passed up my destination or the car decided I was going someplace else. This is inconvenient, but I do figure it out and I do get where I am going. It is not deadly.

In my teenage years I knew where I was, but I did know why. It took me several years to find out where I was going and how to get there. I had been 20 years old for about two weeks when I received Christ. Since than I have been sure I am going to Heaven and Jesus is the way.

If you would like to know the answers to these eternal questions please send me an e-mail.

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