When walking in a park with friends, you just never know what topics you will talk about. This morning, death and cremation and scattering of ashes came up. Odd, I know, but, ahem, also part of life.
Many do not like to speak of death and many are afraid of death. For me, I am not afraid to die because I know my Redeemer is faithful and true. I count on His promise of everlasting life and going to be with Him in glory forever and ever.
What makes me quake though, if I think about dying, is the mode of death. If it is a painful one, then of course, there's fear of that. We all would prefer to "die peacefully in our sleep," but not everyone has that 'privilege'.
However, those of us who belong to Christ have the hope of being with Him and so a mantle of peace can be an aura upon us. The Lord did promise to walk through our valley of the shadow of death with us (see Psalm 23:4). He'll hold our hand through it all.
I really like what one friend wrote about death. Her honest observations I entitle, 'Emily's Psalm'. Here's what she wrote...
""I may never get over the fear of death. I may still be afraid til I
breathe my last. Oh how human I am.
Full of discovery and experiences
that are fleeting. Memories made that
pass with time.
BUT I have hope in the Eternal
that flashes by me soon.
I wait on You and trust the hard
journey in the wilderness. Still giving
thanks for the water from the rock
and manna from heaven. Where I am,
the dry and cold desert with nothing...
I found everything from my God who
provides and promises to walk with me each step
of the way as He did
with my forefathers, brothers, and sisters
who went before me.
I lift up my voice...praise Your Name
on High. You are still Lord over me. So
I will dwell securely in the house of
the Lord forever."
~E. Wong, Singapore 2023
This psalmist ends with a positive note of trust and praise to the One who died for her. The one who redeemed her soul. She has found the Lord and Savior to be "faithful and true" as one song puts it.
You too can have this focus even when death stares you in the face.
~ERC April 2023~
Based on Emily's Psalm and Psalm 23.
Permission was granted to use this poem by the 'psalmist'.
Sing, My Redeemer, Faithful and True, along with the Nebblett Family.
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