Dr. Vincent shared this story with us today. I think it’s worth passing along. W

A man died…
When he realized it, he saw God coming closer with a suitcase in his hand.

Dialog between God and Dead Man:

God: Alright son, it’s time to go

Man: So soon? I had a lot of plans…

God: I am sorry but, it’s time to go

Man: What do you have in that suitcase?

God: Your belongings

Man: My belongings? You mean my things… Clothes… money…

God: Those things were never yours, they belong to the Earth

Man: Is it my memories?

God: No. They belong to Time

Man: Is it my talent?

God: No. They belong to Circumstance

Man: Is it my friends and family?

God: No son. They belong to the Path you travelled
Man: Is it my wife and children?

God: No. they belong to your Heart

Man: Then it must be my body

God: No No… It belongs to Dust

Man: Then surely it must be my Soul!

God: You are sadly mistaken son. Your Soul belongs to me.

Man with tears in his eyes and full of fear took the suitcase from the God’s hand and opened it…


With heartbroken and tears down his cheek he asks God…

Man: I never owned anything?

God: That’s Right. You never owned anything.

Man: Then? What was mine?

God: your MOMENTS. Every moment you lived was yours.

Life is just a Moment.


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4 Responses to “What’s In Your Suitcase?”

  1. Ken Martinet

    A beautiful story in every land. Thnx for passing it on. Best regards,

  2. Cindy Lancaster

    That was a beautiful story! I have you both in my prayers! Perseverance is what makes up this Martinet family through all the struggles life has handed our family they persevered. So will you! Let our Great-Great Uncle Cervais’s memories be with you, imagine him walking with you on your journey. My Grandma told me that we come from a long line of very strong woman!

    • Micae Martinet

      Thank you for your encouraging words! We are in the home stretch now. Only 86 more miles but our GPS is so unreliable here. I will try to remember what hearty stock we hale from next time I’m complaining about my blisters or the heat.


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