Death
John 14:27-29
Peace I leave with you; my peace I give to you. Not as the worldgives do I give to you. Let not your hearts be troubled, neither let them beafraid. You heard me say to you, 'I am going away, and I will come to you.' Ifyou loved me, you would have rejoiced, because I am going to the Father, forthe Father is greater than I. And now I have told you before it takes place, sothat when it does take place you may believe.
Death is looked upon as a sad event. People dress in dark colors and cry over their loved ones, giving eulogies that bring tears to a heartless man's eyes. You talk about how much they will be missed, how it was too early, and that they wish the person could return. This is misleading. Why...do we want people we love to live on this cruel place we call Earth? Why do we keep family members on life support when they're brain dead? Why do we keep loved ones alive as vegetables? Why would we rather a family member live in sickness and constant pain? There's a simple answer to that: Because we're selfish. We would rather know our loved one is in pain, and try to convince ourselves they'll eventually get better, instead of admitting it would be better for them to go back Home.
Death...is supposed to be a happy event. Our loved ones are going back home with their Father and other deceased members. They will no longer be sick and unhealthy. They will no longer be dependent on others support. There will be no more tears shed or heart aches. They will finally be at peace, and you should be too.
So, when someone passes, celebrate. Dress in their favorite colors and think about all the laughs. Think about how much they have been relieved from. Think about how they no longer have to go to hospitals or stay home sick. They don't have to argue with anyone anymore, or shout to get their point across. You won't have to worry about freak accidents or continuously check on them when they're in pain. Now, you know they're with their Father, and everything is so much better there than it is now.
Just me Musing