A couple of days ago, I was driving home along the highway during a really heavy rainstorm and that when I heard it on the radio. Tornado warning. I always used to think, "Whatever, it's nowhere close to me, I don't have to think about it too much." This time it's different. My mind envisions this crazy scenario where a tornado suddenly falls from the sky, engulfs me and lifts me up high above the ground. Everything's completely out my control and I am helpless.

And then a voice suddenly speaks to me. It's God.

God: "Pat, it's your time."
Me: "Huh? What do you mean?"
God: "Pat, it's time to go."
Me: "You're kidding me. But I'm only 22."
God: "But aren't you excited to finally meet me in heaven?"

Then this feeling of fear, anxiety and regret overcomes me completely.

Me: "In all honesty, no I'm not. I haven't even begun to make use of my potential. There's so much I haven't done. Haven't tried. So much more I'm capable of doing and sharing."
God: "Well, you know what matters is knowing in your heart you gave it your very best every day for me. Did you?"
Me: [Silence]
God: "I don't understand, you completely knew that living for me was the only way you could ever live a full life. You knew and accepted the story of Jesus Christ. So why are you silent?"
Me: "Because I thought I had more time."
God: "So you took the days I gave you for granted. You've been half asleep."
Me: "Yeah...I have."
God: "Then Wake up."

I'm left absolutely speechless.