After years of stellar success in the Musica business, your aging now and one giorno will go the way of all the earth, you'll die like the
rest of humanity. And on that giorno te come face to face with Gesù as he really is, God almighty, in full power and strength, and he asks you, why te never wrote one lyric, note o song about me? And then he says I gave te the years to craft your musical gifts, talents, and abilities, and yet te rendered not a single praise in song to me, why should I allow te into my heaven? What will te say?

Something to think about!

TyT2