As the end of 2009 approaches, I reflect on what has been a great year…but, then it seems like I’ve been to more funerals and funeral homes in the past year than at any point in my life. This sobering fact may be an indicator of advanced age, a broadening of my social circle or simply a greater awareness of the grief that encounters each of our lives.
Despite this concurrence, I find hope in knowing that the Believer has more life in death than in life itself. We don’t want to think that is true from the human perspective…but then again, ours is just that – the human perspective.
Tomorrow, my youngest becomes a teenager. This was a child who was ushered into the world nearly two months ahead of schedule. He spent his first week in the world on a respirator and waited that long for his mommy to hold him. Now, he epitomizes that joy of life and we praise God daily for this gift.
However, during the weeks he spent in the hospital allowing his body to mature to that of a new born – a part of him passed away…actually it did for all of our children, and each of us as well. As a sign, there comes that time for each newborn where “the raisin” is thrown away. At least that’s what we called it at our house. “The raisin” is that final remnant that serves as a reminder of our source of life for the previous nine months.
It’s like the flowers we place at a gravesite – only a symbolism of what was once living. We believe that life begins at conception, so ideally, Christ’s advent was months before Bethlehem. Being made in His image, gives us hope that our lives are not defined by calendars or years, by the measure of eternity for which we were created.
Happy New Year!
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