A few days ago I started thinking about the mysteries surrounding the end of life. I believe I was prompted by hearing about the untimely death of someone who was living with cancer yet died in a car crash. We don’t know how we will die, when we will die or where we will die. The only thing we know for sure is that we WILL die.
What will the end be like? As we go, will we wander down that tunnel of light some talk about or see a loved one already on the other side or be escorted by an angel? We don’t know and yet it is one of those rare cases where we are glad we don’t. (At least that’s true for me.) Knowing, it seems to me, would be more traumatic than the actual event.
Yet I realized even as I contemplated these things that I wasn’t thinking of it in the right way at all. What will the end be like? The real end is eternity, not death. If we know Jesus and have made him Lord we are talking about eternity in his company. “We are confident, yes, well pleased rather to be absent from the body and to be present with the Lord.” (2 Corinthians 5:8)
So much hinges on such a simple yet hard decision. That’s one I’m glad I’m on the other side of. I may not know about the end but I do know my end. What about you?