Thursday, November 1, 2018

The Beauty of Death

All over the northern hemisphere, there is a phenomenon happening called, "Fall". The nights begin to grow cooler, the days become shorter, and everywhere you look, trees & bushes start to change from a saturated green to radiant red, brilliant yellow, and deep orange. We don scarves and boots and walk around on crunchy, leaf-filled sidewalks exclaiming to each other how beautiful it all is.

Science tells us that since the chlorophyll "food" is no longer being supplied to the leaf, it cannot retain it's green color. At the same time, a layer of cells begin to form between the stem of the leaf and the tree, in essence, severing the leaf. When the leaf finally falls, it no longer abides in the tree and a leaf scar is all that is left.

Have you ever thought about death being beautiful?

The world certainly doesn't deem death as something to celebrate as a glorious end. It is celebrated, glorified even, but only in the most ghoulish, scary, dark ways. Whatever comes after this life is to be feared.

But in Christ, we know a different end. We grieve with hope when we say goodbye because we know that what lies ahead is far better than anything we could imagine here. Death has no victory, it's sting is only the pangs of separation.

We abide in the Father in this world, but when our souls are severed from our bodies, we will still abide with the Father...but then face to face. We do not fear death, but embrace the knowledge that to be absent from the body is to be present with the Lord.

And there is nothing and no one more beautiful than He.

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