Death be Not Proud

It’s been one of those weeks.  Half of our staff were attending funerals, one of our church families experienced a close family death and my father’s twin brother passed away.  Someone once said “Death, it’s all a part of living.”  And the reality is, we have all been born to die. 

When I was in High School I fell in love with John Donne’s poem “Death be Not Proud”, which was kind of a weird favorite poem.  The entire crux of the poem is that death is not a master but simply a servant, a pawn of chance.  Donne closes his poem with the words, “One short sleep past, we wake eternally,  And death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die.”

When I became a Christ Follower I discovered that theme in the New Testament when Paul wrote “O death, where is your victory? O death, where is your sting?”

None of us have control over how we die or when we die, but I would like to think that I will die well, confident in the grace of my God and that with Donne I will be able to say “One short sleep past, we wake eternally, and death shall be no more.”  Have a great week and remember: To see what is really possible, you will have to attempt the impossible.