Finding The Balance Between Life and Death
I am a sold out addict for God’s story. If you believe there is a God, divine power, creationist, grand design… then you believe there is a God.
Basically, once you have decided that this isn’t chance, then there is someone/something guiding it all. Once you have decided that, you then have to make up the decision as to whether or not this guide would want to be known. Would the designer prefer to be anonymous, or to show His/Her presence in some way. I tend to lean towards the idea that if we were created, then why would the creator have no desire to be involved. It would seemingly serve no purpose. No entertainment, no opportunity to enjoy creation.
So then, if He/She wants to known, it would be wise to assume that somebody has written something about this God already. In other words, the truth likely exists on this planet… ALREADY. That would be your first clue as to why you shouldn’t make up your own set of beliefs relative to a God. If you do that, you just ignored the scientific pathway to satisfy the need of your already decided belief. That isn’t the point of where I am going today, but that point helps to underline the reality of an eternal life.
Eternal – lasts forever. My belief is that you live forever somewhere.
My Father-in-law is teetering on the edge of moving into his second home. It has been a difficult three weeks, as he has worsened steadily over this time that he has been in the hospital. I am fortunate that “Papa” is a believer, as it puts my heart at rest. I believe his forever home, will be my future forever home, and that gives me peace. I have dealt with so much death here at my office over the years. Cancer patients being the most prevalent group of people who I have seen move on. Papa is another one of those. His cancer has spread to his bone, and has now disrupted his production of red blood cells and all related components. Not an easy process to overcome.
But even in his fight, I have heard of the glimpses of laughter, and the joking that He has done. I have heard of him being himself. And it reminds me, that if God created all of this, would he not enjoy it all? (I don’t believe He enjoys “All” of it, but much). If God created a sense of humor, then I imagine he likes laughter; likewise, He probably sees something special in the person who has righteous anger.
Why else would He have created these characteristics, if He did not enjoy them?
So as Papa fights for his life, I picture him lying in his bed, with his eyes closed… walking on a beach lit with a fire of a morning sunrise. Young and strong, his body untouched by the weathering of our world. Along side of him, his God, talking about the opportunities that will present themselves to him… now that he has moved to the next level.
I picture a deeply personal relationship developing.
I picture an opportunity to be alongside the one who loved greater than all others.
I picture an opportunity to ask silly questions about everything and anything. Basically, I imagine time with a friend. And on this Holiday Season, I would offer up a prayer of blessing to you, and in return, a prayer of blessing to papa if you don’t mind!
Be well and be blessed! – Dr. E