Robert Raines told the story of the day when a daughter was going through the things left over after her mother’s death, and she found this anonymous poem:

I dreamed death came the other night.
And heaven’s gates swung wide,
With kindly grace, an angel asked me inside
And there to my astonishment,
Stood folks I’d known on earth —
Some I judged and labeled as
“Unjust” or “Little Worth.”

Indignant words rose to my lips
but none were set free
For every face showed stunned surprise …
No one expected me![1]

I am sure that there will be surprises in the afterlife. Surprises galore existed on the last day of Jesus’ on the cross too. Who would have thought that a gruff centurion hardened by too many crucifixions would see this one differently? He would even confess before his fellow soldiers go…