All tagged death
There is the reality that the dying process may be painful, both emotionally and physically. Sometimes death is sudden, due to accidents, heart attacks, or even violence. But the day is coming when death will be no more. That is the promise of Revelation 21:4. No more death. No more mourning. No more pain.
Christ’s life becomes our life. Christ’s death becomes our death. And Christ’s resurrection will become our resurrection. Because in Christ, and through Christ, and with Christ, we are drawn out of the river of sin and death that all started at a town called Adam.
But in the arms of Jesus. She is more fully her and more truly home than she ever could have been here.
I spend a lot of time in hospitals, hospice, and living rooms talking with people about dying. I have noticed that often they worry about things of a spiritual nature.
As church leaders, parents, and invested adults, I know we all see this need for supporting children through times of grief. I want to share a little perspective and some resources that I pray you find helpful.
How do we respond to abandonment as ministers and Christian leaders? I don’t like talking about abandonment, and my first instinct is to find excuses.
As spiritual leaders … we are expected to have words that matter as we speak into the lives of those in pain.
Gratitude, simplicity, taking time. How difficult it can be to digest our own advice; how often we remain shielded from the perspectives of others. Pause; breathe.
We’re in over our heads; light spreads at too slow a pace for one step, it seems. We’re waiting; are you here?
Like my brothers in the prison, suddenly we are all hoping that death won’t have the last word.
Now that this is a more intuitive process for me, I share these three practical guidelines for preaching a funeral.
Even as some churches are dying, the kin-dom of God is not dying. We are not powerful enough to kill the redemptive movement of bringing humanity into fuller relationship with God.
Humble suggestions after 25 years of conducting funerals while begging for the wisdom of the Holy Spirit and simply trying to say what seems most appropriate.
I wonder what Jesus’s followers did in the long hours between the death and resurrection. It was only a couple of days, but it likely felt like an eternity.
As I sit imaginatively with this story, I find myself identifying with Lazarus. I find myself in a season of life with God that feels grave.
We preach life after death, denying death its victory, but perhaps we forget that death has always brought life.
Sabbath is when our fists unclench and our shoulders soften. This renewed posture melts into place against all worldly resistance as we listen to souls breathe in stillness.
Is it possible to find beauty in the face of death? Can your heart be full of peace even when you know death is knocking on the door?
Loving God, we gratefully receive your gift of life. Mysterious Spirit, we welcome the new life you are growing in us.
The nearness of death fills the room, yet somewhere there is the joy and promise of a new beginning.
