GENESIS 27:2 “And he said, ‘Behold now, I know not the day of my death:’”
THE DAY OF MY DEATH. I’ve watched, and walked behind and carried those who never knew
The day had come, when days of sowing and of reaping were all through; And the calendar of life’s events had reached that special time and place – Where all will come to – and for the last time – I look upon the face Of him or her with whom our life was shared – although we both could tell It soon would end; we would walk our separate paths – to heaven or to hell.
It’s far too late to think the years unfold endlessly in front of us – when suddenly, The day has come which we had thought was only for the old – unexpectedly The last tick of my life’s clock has faded from my ears, and I move instantly on – On to what I know God has been preparing for me – and now I’m at my “long home.” Faces familiar I have lived with, shine with smiles and tears unseen by my open eyes. Others passed and gone – their bodies laid nearby where soon my body lies.
Words of remembrance, sad smiles of incidents now recalled in the quiet room – Prayers are murmured, maybe even a lovely hymn to lift the latent gloom – This day arrived, perhaps expected but unwelcomed, because the process feared Has intervened, and the last life-step has been taken – but look! The lines are cleared! Those life-lines marked upon the face, of experiences spoken and some remain untold – Are gone, as sight so used to earth now looks on purest Light – and heaven unfolds.
The fears and questions that hide within the background of my brain and mind – Are gone, as answers from the One who gives and takes life back with heart so kind Opens to my astounded gaze features heretofore not even dreamed of or experienced. Instead of looking back with fondness to earth’s days and claims – I look entranced Ahead, and see the glories sung about and preached – now like a child’s bliss – There they are before me, and millions that I missed because of flesh – what a glory- this!
While loved ones plan the way to best present a proper Gospel truth to those who come, I am blissfully unaware of all that fuss as I am getting settled and appreciating my real home. This is where I belong, this is my Father’s house – these millions of redeemed my sisters and my brothers – These are the ones I knew and many more unknown until this moment – I thought of them as “others.” But here, this day, I’ve moved – and glad I am, for the joys I have anticipated bring such delight – I now know what pleasure is, with darkness gone forever from my eyes; I live in unsullied light!
“Heavenly Father, there are thoughts pouring through my mind like a torrent of delight as I think of heaven and being at home with Thee. I am afraid some of my musings are imaginations that may be baseless in some ways. But much that fills my heart with joy is based on the solid rock of Thy word. If this is the day of my death – I am ready. Ready to praise and worship like I really want to. Amen.”