Starlet Ware on Encouragement and Prayer
And regarding the question friends, that has come up about what happens to those already dead and buried, we don’t want you in the dark any longer. First off, you must not carry on over them like people who have nothing to look forward to, as if the grave were the last word. Since Jesus died and broke loose from the grave, God will most certainly bring back to life those who died in Jesus. I Thessalonians 4:13-14 (MSG)
Wonderful verse to cling to when love ones step over into the presence of God and see Jesus face to face. It has been stated my response is sometimes quite different than others in the faith. The focus of funerals seems to have changed from sadness to home going celebrations. It is now; “Let’s celebrate my loved one is at home!” Yes, we will miss them but we will be there soon enough so we will keep living until we die (as opposed to being alive but walking around as though we’re dead)!
Do you find yourself in the “I can’t go on because my loved one isn’t here” or “I will live till I’m called home?” Let me hear from you. My brother says I am his emotional sister so there is a heart in my chest cavity. Both categories have held my attention. Tears have rolled for near strangers when their relationship with Jesus wasn’t clear. I know only God knows their heart and knows if they repented just before that last breath.
Years ago, a friend’s brother was on his death bed. She kept me informed of his progress. One night, she called really late. She was crying and could hardly speak because her brother had taken a turn for the worse. I asked if I could come see him because she wasn’t sure if he knew Christ. She said yes but warned me he wasn’t able to speak. Praying occurred letting God know I was going even though afraid since evangelizing skills were lacking. This young soldier prepared a list of verses from the Roman road, verses that tell of God’s love, repenting and then accepting Jesus prayer.
Armed but quaking inside, I walked in the house. It was quiet. She introduced her family and then led me to her brother’s room. His room was dark and quiet. Memory fails if she left the room or not because prayer was on the mind. I introduced myself to him, asked if he wanted to see Jesus when he breathed his last breathe and instructed him to roll his eyes back and forth for ‘yes’ and no movement for ‘no.’ Not sure he could hear me, I kept talking, asking questions, reading scripture and praying. I was so nervous.
Thank you God, his eyes shifted when I asked if he accepted Jesus in his heart. Hallelujah! I squeezed his hand, prayed out loud and I left. In the car, emotions came flooding through, excited, unsure and thankful I had obeyed God to go in the first place. He will be in Heaven.
Tune in next week for the rest of the story. Father God, thank you for allowing me to be in your plans. What a blessing you are. You are awesome, worthy, confident and sure. Bless each reader and let them do what you ask of them whether they are confident in it or afraid. In Jesus name. Amen.