You won’t beat death.
You might beat cancer, or an addiction, or a broken heart. But not death.Every single one of us will go through it. Whether we want to or not. And when it’s all said and done, we won’t be able to go back and do it over. Do it better.
I am okay with the fact that death won’t be beat. For me, death is more than the end of my life down here–it is the fulfillment of my hope. It is when I will see my Savior face to face, where I will be welcomed into His perfect eternity. To tell the truth, the older I get, the more I actually look forward to it in many ways.
Because it’s like birth, you know? Babies can’t really fathom what’s on the other side of the birth canal, because they have no experience over there. They don’t realize that they are just in the cocoon for now, and that they soon will be set free to grow wings and fly. Death is where I will be set free to fly and be with the Lover of my soul forever.
But I want to die well. I want to die because my journey down here is over, because I ran my course, because God called me home.
I want to die the way I have been living–full of intention, seeking to add value to those around me. I want my death to cause people to see that it is a beautiful thing–it is the place where all of life led me to, it is the deepest joy there is.
I want to die singing.
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