Where will you spend eternity is a question that has plagued mankind for ages. I've been pondering the question a lot lately. I've had several people that I knew really loved God terribly sick with cancer waiting to die. Their families all tell similar stories of these precious people waiting to take their last breath and step into eternity. The families say that their love ones are lying here on their death beds with a total complete peace that passes all understanding and they are seeing angels in their room.

The families are ready to release them to a better place than this wicked earth with pain and suffering.

My own mother was close to death several times in the past few years. She tells stories of seeing men dressed in white in her hospital room.

I tried to talk to an older gentleman recently about his age and how much time he may have left and where would he spend eternity. He got huffy with me and told me not to worry about his soul.
He didn't believe there was a hell. He believed we were living in hell here on earth and he planned to party hardy until he dropped dead.

I tried to explain to him what the Bible said about hell but, he cut me off. A younger gentleman close by began to chime in and say that the town we lived in was certainly hell. I decided to walk away from this confrontation and let the gentleman go back to their bowling game.
I wasn't going to convince them on this particular night of anything I believed in my heart. I wasn't going to convince them that there is a literal hell with a lake of fire that would consume people and fill their nostrils with the smell of sulphur. That in this literal hell there would be gnashing of teeth and eternal damnation of their soul and separation from the almighty God that had created them.
Neither was I going to convince them that there is a literal heaven created by a loving father who longs to commune with his children.
Their hearts were like stone on this particular night. I have added them to my prayer list and I've asked God to soften their hearts and send someone to them that may convince them in a literal hell and a literal heaven and a creator who sent his only son to die for their sins that they may be forgiven. Maybe on another day or another night, I will be able to speak to them again about the word of God and what I believe is truth.
For now, I must be contend to know that there is a time and a season for everything. I must pray that the elder gentleman will repent from his wicked ways before he takes his last breath on earth.
I also must be content that precious people that I have known and loved on earth are now living in eternity with their creator. They are no longer lying in a hospital bed in pain yet still witnessing to nurses and doctors and loved ones who visit. They are no longer a light in the darkness but, they are living in the light.

As you walk your life out on earth, continue to be a light in the darkness as you walk toward the perfect light.