Wow, what a morbid title! But, with the passing of Gracie, and today learning of some friends from church having a late term miscarriage. I have just been wondering today. Wondering about God's view of our little lives and how He views death for us. God created us with hearts that can love to the point of bursting and hurt to the point of breaking. As we form relationships and love deeper and deeper over time, we realize that death and seperation from this person will bring on some pain. As people that we love die, we tend to focus on their pain, their suffering and our seperation from them as they pass into eternity. However God has a distinctly different view of death. For God, death is a beautiful thing. The person that dies is spared from a life of hurt, pain, and suffering, and given immediate access to the presence of He, Himself, the Creator of life. God views the death of those He loves as a precious event. (Ps. 116:15) He can see the big picture, He can see the future, He knows what is right for each and every person He created. It has been 2 1/2 years since my mother died. I look back now and I still hate the cancer, the suffering and the pain, the ache of seperation is still there. BUT, stronger than the pain and the hurt is my rock solid belief that God only wants good for every single one of His children. In Jeremiah, one of my favorite verses reads, "For I know the plans I have for you, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you a hope and a future." God has a plan for each of us, from the unborn to the old, from the healthy to the dieseased. He created each of us for a hope, a future. For God, death can be the future, the hope, the best plan for one of His precious children. As difficult as that is to wrap my human brain around, in my heart I know it is the truth. For God, death is our pathway to true life. I am so thankful that God has a plan for me and my children. I know that God's plan, whether it involves death or life will be the most beautiful pathway to heaven. I am so thankful when my life here is over, I can see all of those who have died before me, and I can be with God, my creator in a beautiful life that will never end.
This a picture of my mom holding Cooper right after he was born. You can see a little purple line on my mom's arm, it's her chemotherapy port. This was about a year after she was diagnosed with cancer. But when I look at this picture the pain and the cancer fade and all I can see and hear is the love and pride in her voice as she talked to my son. I think she smiled for a month straight after he was born. Death is just a gate, on the other side is paradise.