My Greatest Witness

At first my steps got shorter, but I found a way to still be a witness for Jesus. Now I can make no steps at all. As I lay here dying, awaiting His call, I feel this is the hour of my greatest witness. I have no fear, and I fear no evil. I will with joy welcome Death as he comes to escort me to a place, designed to sting me and to deceive unbelievers. But I am a believer, and as I approach my grave, I approach the future of my greatest witness. I face death with joy. I know that God's amazing grace will raise me from the place that once had a fiery sting. And my greatest witness demonstrates my faith in the power of the blood of Jesus this very hour.