When you hear the crash of a falling oak in the forest, you know the woodcutter is at work. Every tree may tremble, worrying the axe will find it next. We all face the axe, and each passing reminds us that our time is coming, whether we're like mighty cedars or humble firs. Let's not grow numb to this reality. May we not become like birds nesting in steeples, indifferent to the tolling of funeral bells.

We should see death as a serious event and let its approach sober us. It's foolish to play while our eternity hangs by a thread. The sword is drawn and sharpened. Let's not treat it lightly. Ignoring the need to prepare for death is madness.

When God speaks, all must listen, from fig trees to cedars. Be ready, servant of Christ, for your Master comes suddenly, when the world least expects it. Stay faithful in His work, for the grave will soon be dug for you. Be ready, parents: raise your children in reverence for God, for they will soon be alone. Be ready, businesspeople: ensure your work is right and serve God wholeheartedly. Your earthly tasks will soon end, and you'll give account for your actions, whether good or evil. Let's all prepare to meet the great King and hear those rewarding words, "Well done, good and faithful servant."