I just attended the funeral of my Aunt Betty at Forest Lawn in
Los Angeles, Ca. She experienced 79 years of this life before
passing on to the next.
It was a gentle and reverent service in the heat of the afternoon
sun, interspersed with quiet sobs and the shedding of tears. My
Uncle Ken had spent 58 years with my Aunt. Together they have left a
legacy of wonderful children and grandchildren. It’s always so hard
to say good bye to a loved one. My heart truly breaks for my Uncle
and his family.
I’ve never liked funerals or cemeteries. I feel real uneasy
there. I guess it goes back to when I attended my first funeral, the
burial of my Mom when I was only 11 years old. Deep wounds don’t
seem to ever fully heal.
My father and stepmother wanted to show me their plots before we
left. I agreed because I understood their wanting to show me.
There’s nothing like a funeral to force you to confront your
mortality. They also took me to the gravesites of my dad’s mother
and father as well as my step mom’s grandmother and father.
As we went to each site I couldn’t help but notice the thousands
upon thousands of graves laid out row by row in careful and reverent
precision. Each of us were careful not to step on the headstones of
those long departed - I guess out of respect and to honor their
memory for the sake of the loved ones they had left behind.
Lot’s of dead people there ... that was for sure. And as I said
my good bye’s to each family member and drove off I couldn’t help
but notice the many people around the cemetery who were just
visiting, or bringing fresh flowers or saying their farewells as we
just had.
I was suddenly overwhelmed with a rush of pain and anguish. “I
see dead people,” I whispered to myself. They are living, yes, but
are they really ALIVE? Have they experienced the life
changing power of God’s great and wondrous love as I had? Do they
know that they can be raised from the dead and find real life...life
eternal? Do they know that their sorrow and mourning can be turned
to joy? Have they heard the Gospel message that Jesus has conquered
death? Do they know that they can begin eternal life right NOW and
begin a personal and intimate relationship with the creator of the
universe?
There are billions of human beings on this planet. In fact there
are more alive today than all those who have died in the past
combined. Yet among the living I see dead people. I see hearts and
hopes and dreams that need to be resurrected. I see relationships
that need to be reconciled in forgiveness. I see people who need to
hear the GREAT News.
They should be the reason we put up with the struggles and trials
and heartaches of ministry. They’re the reason for our existence. We
should want to show them that they can find real joy... joy
beyond description...real peace, peace that defies
circumstance...real life, life that is abundant through the
person of Jesus Christ, God the Son! The only one who willfully
chose to lose His life so that every human being could find LIFE!
We serve a great God who longs to heal the broken hearted...Who
waits patiently for His bride to come and join Him at the great
marriage banquet. As servants of this wondrous King it’s our job to
see that the bride is prepared to meet Him, millions upon millions,
one by one.
Stop to look and listen to those around you. Do you see dead
people or are they just like flies you want to swat out of your way
when they irritate you or cut in front of you or disagree with you?
Can you see beyond their shallow symbols of prosperity and wealth or
those with earrings or nose rings or tattoo’s or spiked hair? Can
you hear the desperate cries of their hearts above the booming of
their music or the tinkling of ice cubes in loud and smoke filled
room’s, or in the empty and deafening silence after a one-night
stand?
It is for those very people that the agony and suffering of the
Cross was worth every ounce of innocent blood shed. We must let them
know that the greatest hope and joy and love than man can ever find,
or ever know, is in the person of Jesus Christ.
We don’t have time to meet in committees and argue and debate
over petty theological issues or self-conceived notions of what new
model or methodology should be used to reach the unchurched. We just
need to do it! We just need to show them the incarnate Christ living
within us. We must become givers of life resurrecting the dead. It
should burn within us like an unquenchable flame. We must become His
eyes to see their needs, His hands to touch and hold them, His ears
to listen to the cries of their hearts, His voice to speak words of
life and hope.
Do we really want to be givers of life? If so, then we too must
become one of the dead people, dead to our own petty ways and wants,
dead to our selfish ambitions and aspirations. Jesus told us that if
we cling to our life, we will lose it; but if we give it up for His
sake we will find it and in doing so experience the power of the
resurrection.