Some of us seem to believe that the point of living is not dying. So safety and security become our highest virtues. And boredom our common existence.
But not dying is hardly a high or inspiring or motivating goal.
We miss it. We forget we are eternal, that eternal life has already begun and we have permission to start living it.
A few weeks ago I had the honor of conversing with a wonderful lady named Edna. She is 102 years old.
She was baptized at our church in 1958. She asked to meet with me because she wants me to preach her funeral, which she feels is coming soon.
“I’m ready,” she told me and with her hand over her heart, “I have Jesus. And that’s all I can say.”
She has at least as many family members and friends waiting for her on the other side as she will leave behind on this side.
Edna seemed to have a keen awareness that her 102 years were only her beginning.
“How long will I live?” we ask ourselves. The full answer to this question would blow our minds.
I’m taken by what Dallas Willard said in a 2003 Veritas lecture:
“What if it turns out you can’t stop existing? …Here is a question of truth. It has incredible bearing on how we approach our lives. Am I fundamentally a material object that gets organized by DNA and exists for a little while and then I stop existing? Or am I an unceasing spiritual being with an eternal destiny in God’s universe? Wow, what a difference.”