Matthew 13:49-50
The angels will… separate the wicked from the righteous… throw them into the fiery furnace, where there will be wailing and grinding of teeth.
If life is the journey, then what is the destination? When someone in the family is sick, it is not really easy to talk about death. And yet, come to think of it, all of us will reach or experience that stage. During the first two days when Mama is in the hospital, occasionally, we would shed some tears thinking about what would happen, as we really prepare ourselves for the worse. Death may not be as what we would imagine. Some would say that we should eat, drink and be merry, for tomorrow we may die. But is dying really the end of it all?
What if that's not the case? What if death is not the end? What if our future beyond the life we have now depends in part on the way in which we lived this life and what we were before we crossed the threshold of death? We must just remember that man’s life is in God's Hands. Only He determines the moment of death and the destiny of every soul on separation from the flesh. Christianity has always known and taught that man is more than a simple combination of chemical elements, that besides the body it has a soul which at the moment of death does not die, but continues to live and develop in a new surrounding. Let God nurture your soul. By his strength, we too shall rise in transfigured bodies for eternal and conscious life.
Let us pray +
Lord, in every need let me come to You with humble trust saying, "Jesus, help me." In all my doubts, perplexities, and temptations, Jesus, help me. In hours of loneliness, weariness, and trials, Jesus, help me. In the failure of my plans and hopes; in disappointments, troubles, and sorrows, Jesus, help me. When my heart is cast down by failure at seeing no good come from my efforts, Jesus, help me. Always, always, in spite of weakness, falls, and shortcomings of every kind, Jesus, help me and never forsake me.
Amen +
I will praise the LORD all my life; I will sing praise to my God while I live.
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