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10 Things God Won't Ask On Judgment Day

1. God won't ask what kind of car you drove. He'll ask you how many people did you offer a ride to when they didn't have transportation.

2. God won't ask the square footage of your house. He'll ask how many people did you invite into your home.

3. God won't ask about the clothes you had in your closet. He'll ask how many did you help clothe.

4. God won't ask what your highest salary was. He'll ask if you compromised your character to get it.

5. God won't ask what your job title was. He'll ask if you performed your job to the best of your ability.

6. God won't ask about how popular you were. He'll ask how many people were you a friend to.

7. God won't ask about what neighborhood you were in. He'll ask if you were a good neighbor.

8. God won't ask about the color of your skin. He'll ask about the content of your character.

9. God won't ask about the things you didn't understand. He'll ask about how well you acted upon that which you did know.

10. God won't ask about why it took you so long to seek salvation. He'll lovingly take you in his arms and call you his child.

A little reflection, a little perspective

I sometimes wonder if I made the right decision in moving my family from Boston to Toronto to set up my own law practice. While I was happy with my life in Boston, I felt unfulfilled in my career and in my personal life. Something was missing and I could not put my finger on it. All I knew was that I did not feel that I was living my life to its fullest potential.

The past few days, God has planted questions in my mind that has helped me put everything into perspective. Spurred by various outside sources, I have been inspired to ask myself this one question: if I knew that I had one hour left to live, would I know, in my heart of hearts, that I lived my life to the fullest? If I had stayed in Boston and remained where I was in my career and in my personal life, my answer would have to be "No." Since moving to Toronto, I can say that I am working towards "Yes." This does not mean that, if I should die tomorrow, I would die feeling satisfied with how I lived my life; however, I would die knowing that I was on my way to living my life the way I wanted to.

Reminding ourselves that time is a gift we are given every single second of every single day helps give us perspective on what matters most in life. When I breathe my last breath, I want to know that I have been a good mother, wife, daughter, sister and friend. I want to know that those around me are better people because they knew me. And most important of all, I want my daughter to know that I loved her more than anything in this world, unconditionally and without end. As I tuck her into bed at night, I always whisper, "I love you, my girl, always and forever." If I were to die tomorrow, I would die happy if I felt confident that my daughter knew that fact.

So, after all is said and done, I know that I must live my life each second of every day with love in my heart. It does not matter how many cases I work on, or how many hours I can bill, or how far up the proverbial career ladder I can climb; in the end, all that really matters to me is that my daughter knows how much I love her, that her life is filled only with love and joy, that I spend as much of my spare time as I can with her. Leaving Boston to set up my own law practice here in Toronto has made it easier for me to do just that. And, hopefully, many decades from now, I can accomplish my greatest goal before I die a happy mother.