My parents still live in Charlotte, home of Billy Graham, as well as my family, and they sent me this wonderful story which so epitomizes this wonderful soldier of Christ. I thought I would share it.

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Billy Graham is 86 years old with Parkinson’s disease.

In January 2000, leaders in Charlotte, North Carolina, invited their favorite son,
Billy Graham, to a luncheon in his honor.

Billy initially hesitated to accept the invitation because he struggles with
Parkinson’s disease. But the Charlotte leaders said, “We don’t
expect a major address. Just come and let us honor you.”

So he agreed.

After wonderful things were said about him, Dr. Graham stepped to
the rostrum, looked at the crowd, and said, “I’m reminded today of
Albert Einstein, the great physicist who this month has been honored
by Time magazine as the Man of the Century.
Einstein was once traveling from Princeton on a train
when the conductor came down the aisle, punching the tickets
of every passenger. When he came to Einstein,
Einstein reached in his vest pocket. He couldn’t find his
ticket, so he reached in his other pocket. It wasn’t there, so he
looked in his briefcase but couldn’t find it. Then he looked in the
seat by him. He couldn’t find it.

The conductor said, “Dr. Einstein, I know who you are. We all know
who you are. I’m sure you bought a ticket. Don’t worry about it.”

Einstein nodded appreciatively. The conductor continued down the
aisle punching tickets. As he was ready to move to the next car, he
turned around and saw the great physicist down on his hands and
knees looking under his seat for his ticket.

The conductor rushed back and said, “Dr. Einstein, Dr. Einstein,
don’t worry, I know who you are. No problem. You don’t need a
ticket. I’m sure you bought one.”

Einstein looked at him and said,
“Young man, I too, know who I am. What I don’t know is where I’m going.'”

Having said that Billy Graham continued, “See the suit I’m wearing?

It’s a brand new suit. My wife, my children, and my grandchildren
are telling me I’ve gotten a little slovenly in my old age. I used
to be a bit more fastidious. So I went out and bought a new suit
for this luncheon and one more occasion.

You know what that occasion is? This is the suit in which I’ll be
buried. But when you hear I’m dead, I don’t want you to immediately
remember the suit I’m wearing.. I want you to remember this:

I not only know who I am, … I also know where I’m going.”

Amen to that