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WHY WE HEAL

It is the belief in God that prepares us for death... We are not soil & blood, a mere composition of matter and particles, a mixture of chemicals and its reactions, a product of chance, an output of a meteor's destructive force on earth...

We live each day as though living is a routine. Until someone dies around us, then it dawn on us that perhaps life is a gift.
We are privileged to partake of  it, to live once and be human. Without any sermon preached we suddenly understand the simplicity of life. At the news of the death of someone dear to our hearts our lives are mirrored.

Our toils are mocked, riches disgraced and our pomp are drowned by the wailing voice. You ask me, what is life? It is the gift from a benevolent  God. So I realized, then I thank him for the privilege of the gift, for the dead cannot praise him as I do today. Even now, Like Moses said, "So teach us to number our days, that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom."

Even the strongest criticism of atheists does not prepare them for the passage of their loved ones. Actually, our criticism of God and unbelief does not prepare us for death, the inevitable.
It is the belief in God that prepares us for death. It is in Jesus that we see a hope beyond the grave, beyond the impermanence of this world. As believers in God, we count death as gain to live the fullness of years beside our Him. We are able to come out of the mourning and heal because of the hope in God. We do not mourn a loved one hopelessly, we believe in the hope of the afterlife, not an illusion as an atheist count our believe. We know in ourselves that life of regeneration given us by our Lord Jesus, how do you explain a murderer clinging to a cross, seeking for mercy. We believe Jesus rose from the dead and so shall we.

God is not our enemy, death is not an end. We are not soil & blood, a mere composition of matter and particles, a mixture of chemicals and its reactions, a product of chance, an output of a meteor's destructive force on earth. We were hand-formed by God, our very fabric woven by the majesty on high. Our destiny defined, shaped from the template of His being, our days numbered as our hairs, our life ordained by his existence and our frailty supported by his strength.

We are created by God, to live the fullness of life, not toil stricken or pleasure driven. We are to bask in the awesomeness of our maker who freely give all things to us liberally. We believe in him, trust in him, in the face of our challenge one stare at his cross, oh! How much strength we draw to go through our moments in thanksgiving, knowing that God made an example of Himself through sufferings that hope may arise in our hearts.

Indeed, death for the believer is an exit that precede bliss. We live through life bearing in heart we are strangers, so is the systems that governs this world strange itself. Our suffering is a result of our denial of the existence of God, therefore we look for answers through their thoughts, as though the mind is sovereign outside the entity of self. But God is a refuge through any storm as Moses began Psalm 90 by declaring, "Lord, thou hast been our dwelling place in all generations.."

We simply lean on God, we find the answers through him, we are motivated by His words, we appreciate him for the gift. We see challenges as a path to greater glory, sufferings an approach to perfection and death an invitation to eternal bliss. Because of our faith in him, We can do all things through Christ which strengthens us.

Paul Aremooluwa
Copyright 2016

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