Death and Dying (166)
  1. The fact is no one dies with dignity.
  2. I’m still laughing now as hard as I laughed back then. And the salve that he gave me in that moment still works some strange magic on me to this day.
  3. Wisdom speaks in proverbs, parables and riddles. And the simple continue to wander right past her words of life.
  4. Then He went to the coffin. He touched it, like a carpenter sizing up the piece of wood He plans to turn into some sort of new creation, running His hand down its side.
  5. A while back, my wife and I attended the wake and memorial service of a friend from a prior church we attended.
  6. Recently I’ve met many people that have suffered tragedies in their families. I know this sounds a little selfish, but the ones that stick out the most to me are the ones that affected my own family.
  7. I'm afraid of dying. I am a Christian and I am horribly afraid of falling bridges, crashing planes, turned over cars and anything else that you can think of that would include my body being mangled into a mess of bones and flesh.
  8. Today, I almost died several times.
  9. When we explain away God’s Word, we jettison the reality of our ominous diagnosis in the “Thou shall/shall nots” of the law, and with it the sweet cure in the, “This is My body/blood” of the Gospel.
  10. There are many funeral songs I wouldn’t be caught dead singing. Why? Because my funeral will not be about me.
  11. Jesus takes that burden away in the “I forgive you and them” and gives us His “light” burden.
  12. I have my list. It may seem strange to you, but, when I think about my own death, I often think in terms of positive failures.
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