If I ever get my life straightened out then I'll go. If I didn't have to work so much. If I didn't have this fishing trip to go on. If I can ever get all of these bills paid off. If I wasn't so tired. If I could ever get to feeling better. If my wife would stop nagging me so much. If my wife would get out and get herself a job. If this playoff game wasn't coming on, you know I've got to watch it. If me and the guys weren't going out tonight. If, if, if if.....
When I get a little older and settled down, got too much fun to have right now. When I finally stop smoking and drinking, you know I won't be a hypocrite. When the kids are grown and moved out, then I'll probably go. When I get married, then maybe me and the wife will start going. When I get a new vehicle, you know that old truck of mine. When the time comes, God will let me know. When I get a better job. When I get some things worked out. When, when, when, when....
If I had of listened to him and went with him to his church, maybe I wouldn't be in prison right now. If I had of accepted their invitation to church, maybe me and my wife wouldn't be divorced now. If I had of allowed them to teach us that home bible study, maybe we wouldn't be homeless right now. If I had of listened to my mother and started going to church, maybe I wouldn't be six months pregnant with no husband right now. If I had started reading the bible like he said, maybe I wouldn't be involved in this satanic cult that I'm in. If I had just gone to that one church service with him, maybe I wouldn't have killed that man. If I had started going to those youth church services, maybe I wouldn't be addicted to all of these drugs right now. If I had started going to those women's church service meetings, maybe I wouldn't be walking the streets as a prostitute right now. If I had been willing for God to change me, maybe I wouldn't still be gay and have contracted aids. If I ever get one more chance to know Jesus, I won't dare pass it up.
When will these flames ever end? When can I have some water? When will these hideous creatures stop biting on me? When will this torment ever end? When will the pain go away? When can I see my mama? When can I see Jesus? When will I ever get out of this place called Hell? If and when, if and when, if and when?
Don't let your "if and when" excuses cause you to have "if and when" regrets for not giving your life over to God. Call on Jesus now! Before it's too late. If and when, if and when, if and when.....
Jan 13,1998
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