Non-one can tell when his last day has arrived, although Paul did know that it was imminent. (Ephesians 6:15)
Neither did Pat when she was there with her boots on—her feet shod with the equipment of the good news of peace; when she collapsed, and there I found her laying there like she is taking a nap, and so peaceful—no pain just sleep.
I will not fall sleep in death, but I will be changed in a moment, in the twinkling of an eye. No, I do not know the day or the hour, but meanwhile I am being poured out like a drink offering, and the due time for my releasing is imminent.
How do I know that? I keep running the race, and the winners in the race are the ones who finish. Meanwhile, I keep fighting the fine fight, I keep running the course to the finish while I observe the faith.
I have the reservation already too—my boarding pass—so from this time on there is reserved for me the crown which the Lord will give me as a reward in that day. But I keep waiting my turn, because there are others who need me. I still have work to do in the midst of those also who have loved this manifestation. (2 Timothy 4:6-8)