What Do You Believe About Death

A dear fellow artist and blogger has a recent post about death and dying. There were many comments in response to her post. Many of us as in some of her bloggers responses chose not to think about dying or death. As a 27 year nurse and a born again Christian I have dealt with the issue on many levels. I will copy and paste my response to her post and her link so that others may share in this issue.

"I'm glad you decided against deleting this post my friend! I will be 54 on May 20th and dealing with my 90 year old mom and visiting her in a Naples nursing home makes me think frequently of making the final transition. I use to fear death but as I've sought a closer relationship with Jesus Christ I am reminded of the scripture 2 Corinthians 5:8... "we are confident, I say, and pleased rather to be absent from the body and present with the Lord." I no longer fear death but rather am anxious to live this gift of life as fully and gloriously as possible. When I look back I am aware that I was more complacent than I should have been. My faith in God has EVERYTHING to do with my now being reassured. We are here Constance only for a moment! I pray to make a positive and helpful difference for others in the rest of my allotted time here. Hugs and Blessings, Jan

 

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Love Is The Principle Thing!

Yesterday was celebrated by people the world over as a special day to honor specific loved ones.
Do we walk in love with the specific loved ones everyday? Do we kiss that person and curse that person with the same mouth? Let's strive for consistency in our love walk. "Father we pray to walk in love all day, every day even when we don't feel particularly loving. It should not be that we put on love and take it off like a piece of clothing. Teach us to love with Your kind of love. In Jesus' name, Amen!!"

What About The Children?

Today I was trying to work on some things and was aware of a very unsettled "feeling". I stopped for a moment and was aware that the Holy Spirit was entreating me to pray. As I continued tidying some things I started giving thanks to the Lord for many things we take for granted. Like the ability to make a bed, or sweep a floor. As I continued giving thanks my heart began to swell within me and the next thing I knew I was in praise and worship to my Father. Tears flowed and I began interceding for others. My loved ones, recent tragedies in the local and international news. Especially for the children. I wept for the children in Egypt and other places of upheaval and unrest. With all the craziness going on what are the little ones thinking? 


I began to struggle with the knowledge that since the beginning of the human race children have been heirs to much of the wrongdoing by the adults in their lives. When Sodom and Gomorrah were destroyed did the children die too? Were there children even living in these cities at the time of destruction? What about the children during the "flood" when all living creatures except for those in the ark perished?

When God ordered certain cities or areas destroyed and all the goods brought back to the camps and He instructed that everything and everybody be destroyed, what about the children?

I know that these questions will probably never be answered in this life but perhaps when God returns and I can see Him face to face, will I remember to ask about the children?