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As soon as I read this week’s word, Here, this is the verse I immediately thought of:
He is not here, but is risen!!!
I’ve thought of this verse often, when I’ve stood by the graves of my daughter and son. He/she is not here. They are in heaven! And someday, that soil I am standing on will be as I heard Chuck Swindoll say one time, holy ground, for out of those graves will rise new glorified bodies to forever be with Jesus.
My favorite Christian celebration is Easter, including Passover and the pure hope we have because of Jesus death, burial and rising again, the third day. Death is so hard. I hate it. I hate the grief. I hate the pain of it. But, yet, there is such beauty in it too, especially for Believers, that the next breath when we die physically is the breath of new life in heaven.
I think of an elderly man dying of cancer, awaiting his death. And soon, his wife will be able to say, with hope, “he is not here!” I imagine the ache of saying the temporary good-bye, yet such hope of complete healing for him.
Can you stand on the soil you may someday be buried in, and with hope know, that others will be able to say of you, “he/she is not here but awaits us in heaven”. Do you know this hope? Do your loved ones know this hope?
Joining Lisa-Jo and her Five Minute Friday.
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