"For I
am persuaded, that neither death, nor life, not angels, nor principalities, now
powers, nor things present, nor things to come, nor height, nor depth, nor any
other creature, shall be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in
Christ Jesus our Lord." (Romans 8:38-39)
In the
final days of his life, William Saroyan joked with a friend visiting him in the
hospital. "I always knew that
people don't live forever," the famous writer said, "but somehow in
my case, I thought there would be an exception made." Like Saroyan, we all have trouble imagining
our own deaths. However as we grow
older, that reality looms larger and larger.
I suppose I
didn't really give dying much serious thought until a life-threatening illness
visited me a few years ago. Then my life
came into perspective, and time was of the essence. Shortcomings were magnified, mistakes easier
to admit, forgiveness easier to ask, estrangements mended, things undone and
unsaid acted upon.
Although
the crisis passed, I was changed more than a little by my brush with
death. Time has become more precious,
relationships more important, and God's manifold gifts and grace more
appreciated. And a magnificent piece of
Scripture more meaningful than ever before.
It comes from Paul's letter to the Romans, the incomparable eighth
chapter, which concludes with the question: "What can separate us from the
love of Christ?" The apostle's
answer: Nothing. Not tribulation, distress, persecution, famine, nakedness,
peril or the sword. And certainly not death.
Once we
have that assurance in our hearts, once we know and believe and trust the One
Who died for us, the length of our life becomes far less important than its
legacy, its duration far less significant than its contribution.
-- Fred
Bauer
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