I’m a reader, and somehow most of it is serious stuff. For example, one of my
hobbies is World War Two, at which time I was a paperboy on an Army Air Corps station, so I followed the war closely…pins
on a wall map and all…and I could identify a plane by the sound of its engine as it flew over.
But I recently got a change of pace by pulling out of my files,
a 1950 comedy named, “All The Ships at Sea,” by William Lederer. In it, he recalls writing love letters for the
guys in his barracks, to their girls back home. And it reminded me of the time I wrote a love letter for a Navy buddy of
mine, when we were double-dating while in Navy schooling at Memphis, Tennessee, Naval Air Station. Later, my own girl friend
mentioned a letter her friend had received from my buddy, “Windy,” and she said, “It was really sweet; it
was like You would have written.”
didn’t say a word. And I don’t recall any of the following conversation. Windy had re-written the letter and
signed his name, so I didn’t expect any more to come of it. It does remind me of other instances of trust my buddies
put in me back in those days…leaving part of their monthly pay with me when they went on liberty. That’s Navy
lingo, just as any floor is a “deck,” any wall is a “bulkhead,” and any ceiling is an “overhead.”
Any way, they didn’t want to come back broke.
that to say, this…God may have gotten a chuckle out of my helping out shipmates, but when it comes to his time to judge
us at the Pearly Gates, each of us will be on his own. In fact, even Christians will be judged. “Judgment must begin
at the house of God; and if it first begin at us, what shall the
end be of them that obey not the gospel of God?” That’s clear enough. Each of us will stand on his or her own
two feet, as God separates the sheep from the goats. If you’ve already chosen to live for Christ, stay ready. If you
haven’t, please do it now!