We hate death. We fear death.
We'll
do anything, pay anything, just to postpone death a few
hours.
But suppose you couldn't
die.
Do you know what that would mean ? The blind would remain
blind....The paralyzed would
never walk...The retarded child would never have a normal
mind...The injustices of this world would continue to
prevail...
That which is crooked would remain crooked and never be
straightened...The last would remain last...The first would
remain first..The least would remain least...
Those
terminally ill would remain ill but never
terminate...and aching hearts would continue to ache and
never be healed.
Suppose we couldn't die. Wouldn't
that
be horrible?
Inside each of us yearns for a life not measured by years
or by flesh. We yearn to have another "crack" at
life, to
do it over again but to do it so differently.
But wouldn't it be wonderful to die
and
not be dead?
That's not some vague hope--that's the unchangeable promise
of God.
There's never a man, woman or child, in whom the risen
Jesus lives, who can do no more than physiscally die.
The real person, the God created soul--will survive without
experiencing one moment of eternal death.
Jesus's resurrection changes
everything. Jesus's
resurrection changes lives.
It changes our willingness to forgive..It changes our
willingness to shift the blame to
ourselves...It changes us into people of boldness who do
not fold under cancer, or heart attack, or
under open heart surgery, or anything else we can
name.
Jesus said that "Everyone who lives and believes in Me
shall never die."
What a promise! What a
Christ!