First, today's the anniversary of D-Day. Many men lost their lives that day. Families forever changed. A nation sacrificed her blood for victory against an evil in Europe that infected popular politics within her own borders. D-Day should be remembered with pride, but it should not be forgotten the cost that was paid for freedom against socialistic totalitarianism and racist butchery lest we continue to practice that here in our own country. But the cost was great, indeed. Our comfort of never paying that price again may be our own downfall soon if we don't accept a similar sacrifice in our generation. But those lost are lost to earth forever.
Second, I'm mourning the loss of a dear friend from many years ago. We haven't spoken much, but I have enjoyed his Facebook posts. I miss him because I know there won't be any more posts or opportunities for a reunion one day here on earth. I rejoice that he is no longer suffering from cancer; and I rejoice that one day I will reunite with Him in Heaven to join again with him to sing the praises of Jesus Christ for all eternity this time.
Thirdly, I'm contemplating the finality of death. There are those who have chosen to believe one thing or another about death. Many of these choices are made to soften the hurt that comes with death. As a believer, I don't mourn the way others mourn when another believer dies. I know there will be a reunion. But for the lost, death has a real sting - for they face the judgment of an Almighty, Righteous and Just God. That judgment is not up to us to choose, it is His Sovereign Right and Nature to issue. The consequences are forever. We may live as though He doesn't exist, but in that day of death to our bodies, our souls and spirits will not escape. Death is final. But death is not oblivion. There truly are only two outcomes - life through Christ or death through rejection of Christ.
With that in mind, the finality of death makes me want to reach out to everyone I know and love - and show them my love today. There are those I love from a distance. I want to love on them but cannot get close enough - due to a variety of barriers (geography, time, social barriers, etc.). There are those I love up close - family, friends, and neighbors. Some I need to reach out to more often and more effectively. Death's imminence brings urgency to that need. Some I need to love more carefully, for their proximity means they see my ugly sides too often. If only that side of me existed less and less because I love them so deeply. Their pain when my ugliness shows up hurts me, too. I want them to know how very much they mean to me. Death means there are no more opportunities to reach out in love to anyone. And those who go before me, it means I have no more chance to reach them, individually. Today is all I have to love others.
My last will and testament is this: my property doesn't matter; living for Jesus does. I only hope is that my love for you will lead you to love my Lord; and one day join me in eternity to praise Him in an eternal Hallelujah! For then, I will have passed on to you, my loved ones, the only thing that truly lasts forever!