A close friend wrote to share her concern for her cousins, who has lost both of her parents in less than two years.
As we get older, death becomes an issue that gets ever closer to us. In the past five years I lost both of my maternal grandparents, and I realized more and more that my parents would not live forever either. I treasure the time I have to spend with them now, and make our annual family trip the top priority on my yearly plan.
In 2002 I was in a fairly serious car accident near Boston during a business trip. The car was totalled but by God's grace I only had minor bruise on my left cheek. Every morning when I leave for work, there is no guarantee I will return. Every evening when I lay down on my bed, there is no guarantee I will see the sunlight. My focus on life and particularly at work has changed. I hope I treat people around me nice enough that they will remember to come to my funeral. On the other hand, no matter how grandiose the projects seem, they will be forgotten in a year or two.
Seeing my maternal grandparents coming to know Christ during their last living days also has convinced me how precious faith is. Only when we believe that our past is forgiven because of Jesus' death and that our future is secure because of his resurrection, can we truly be at peace when death comes. For us who remain, the hope of resurrection brings much comfort in knowing that one day we will see these loved ones again.
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