The Inevitable

I’ve never had a real encounter with death. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I’ve had family members pass on but they were old and I was young. I remember someone I knew in the 3rd grade died by getting hit by a car while crossing the street. But, I didn’t really know her. As a child, I imagined death to be synonymous with Boyz II Men’s “End of the Road” (don’t ask). And when my best friend went for her first tour in Afghanistan, there was a moment when I was afraid. I didn’t want the first death to be the closest person to me. Thank goodness she arrived back to the States late last week in one piece. But still, if not her, then who? And when? I know the Bible says “Watch therefore, for you do not know what hour your Lord is coming. (Matthew 24:42 NKJV)” I try to keep myself from thinking about this too much because the thought of death can be overwhelming, but recent events with family members and friends have made this something I can’t ignore. And with tonight’s passing of Mark Sloan, I can’t help but think that God is trying to get my attention and prepare me for something I have yet to fathom. Since I know He doesn’t put more on us than we can bear, I know everything will be fine. As trite as it may be, everything happens for a reason.

Maybe this was a bit transparent, but I just had to get it off my chest.

Goodnight.

Comments

  1. You’d be surprised how many people feel and think this same thing. Glad to know that it doesn’t end with the grave and that we have a blessed hope in Jesus Christ. Thanks for posting. Xoxo