I am not a Billy Graham fanatic – however this is a pretty good story.
Billy Graham is now 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 trouser pockets. It wasn’t there, so
he looked in his briefcase but couldn’t find it Then he looked in the
seat beside him. He still 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.”