I was reminded of this last evening when someone shared a picture of the tombstone of one of my uncles.
Photo by Mark Earnest Burr. Used by permission.
When he had died people were horrified. He had been helping one of his "English" neighbors and was driving a four wheeler, he had an accident and died at the scene.
"He drove right into Jesus with a four wheeler," people would comment and shake their heads sadly. What hope he had, had been dashed because of what he had been doing at the time of his death.
I still remember the awful horror we felt when we heard about what happened, but looking at that picture last night I realized how different we view things now, and how very thankful I am for that.
I no longer believe the little thing you are thinking or doing at the time of your death will determine where you spend eternity. But there is truth in that falling tree statement. You either die forgiven, a child of God, or not. There will be no changing that state afterwards.