Since New Year’s Eve, I’m attended a funeral or calling hours for nine people with only one as my relative. There’s a funeral tomorrow for a classmate of mine. The prospect of death has always been very real to me helping me embrace the fact that one day I’m going to make the same transition. Hebrews 9:27 says “And as it is appointed unto men once to die, but after this the judgment.”
I don’t know when I first wrote my own obituary. I know it was years ago. I’ve had to update it over time, most recently to add the name of my youngest grandchild who was born in October. My immediate family is aware of this strange quirk of mine. Or perhaps it’s not so strange considering my maternal grandmother wrote her obituary years before she passed, and my mom gave her obituary to me a few years ago!
As each day passes, I am one day closer to breathing my last breath on earth. Yet, I’m not concerned about it because of a decision I made when I was a little girl. I didn’t get to choose my skin color and gender, who my birth parents and siblings are, nor where I was born. God chose these things for me. Since He never makes a mistake, I fully accept and embrace who I am. While I did make some decisions that brought consequences to my life, some that were very good and some filled with grief and disappointment, the biggest and best decision I made was choosing to give my life to and follow Jesus.
I might be frightened about the prospect of my death if I was clueless about what will happen. Jesus told me I don’t have to worry because He has gone ahead of me to prepare the way. John 14:1-3 Let not your heart be troubled: ye believe in God, believe also in me. In my Father's house are many mansions: if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you. And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again, and receive you unto myself; that where I am , there ye may be also. 2 Corinthians 5 teaches me I'm going to receive a new body. That sounds good to me because of the physical changes I'm experiencing as I age. Until the day of my transition, I have the Holy Spirit helping me through whatever comes my way. John 16:7 But very truly I tell you, it is for your good that I am going away. Unless I go away, the Advocate will not come to you; but if I go, I will send him to you. Jesus sent the Holy Spirit, my Advocate, to take up residence in my heart when I accepted Him in my childhood. I’m so grateful that Jesus knew that I would need the Holy Spirit to teach, encourage, protect, and intercede for me. With the Holy Spirit, I can handle this life until my transition comes. As one of my now deceased friend used to say “I can’t lose. While down here, Jesus is with me. When I die, I get to go be with Him.” Nope, I’m not concerned about dying. It’s a win-win proposition and not strange at all!