The stench of death is evil and lays not hope. All ways and boundaries are dead that are not in me, so love me deeply says the Lord, and do not be burdened by the world’s problems. Follow me with all your ways and you will be lifted up. Be arrows of peace and scorchers with the fire of God. For the stench of death comes on all men and women and at the hour, the question will arise, “What did I do with my life?” Did I live for the Lord or for man?
This will be the last question that precedes heaven or hell. For the stench of death either says freedom in Christ to be able to see new life and live with the Lord all your days, or the stench of death screams regret of what I could have done for the Lord. so say in your hearts God is good and run from evil. Amen, amen. Be vessels of peace and shepherds of love and devotion to the Lord in the sacrifice of the Mass.