I have looked death in the face. I grieve for many. I deal with anticipatory grief for those close to me. As a son, I saw death come for my father as I held his hand until it grew limp. I watched death approach and take the life of my brothers. As a pastor I have sat with many people who were preparing for that moment when their body ceases to exist. Some I have had the privilege of being there with them during their last moments of life.
Death is not something we talk about…except at Easter. It seems like everybody does. We celebrate and exclaim that Jesus has conquered death for us. For some it is a saying, for others it is a confession of faith, for me it is a stark reminder that death is real.
Today as part of my Easter reflections I chose to walk among the tombs. I see the markers of friends, of children, and of others that I have known. I contemplate their life and my own. I think of family. I think of the past as well as the future. I can only imagine that family and friends are with Jesus and wonder what they must be experiencing. I see where we laid them and with faith believe that they are not here but are also raised with Christ!
The Scripture says “But now, Christ has been raised from the dead, the first fruits of those who have fallen asleep.” 1 Corinthians 15:20.
The fact that the world has been observing Easter gives me hope.
The fact that history has been changed because of the Risen Christ brings peace.
The fact that I have seen lives transformed, even my own, gives me courage to face the future.
I have come to see death as door to eternity for the Believer. The Bible teaches that Heaven awaits us as we enter into the presence of Christ, our Risen Savior.
Let’s not just say idle words on Easter but live the life that Jesus promises. A life that one day will conquer death. Are you trusting Jesus with your life…and death?
Will we still be Easter people on Monday…and all the days to come?
I hope so!