Who are we? We are human, but what are we made up of? Over the last few weeks I have really come to realize or should I say understand how temporary this life that we live really is. In James 4 it states that our lives are "but a vapor." Here one moment gone the next. Over the last couple days though specifically this is something I've been thinking A LOT about due to my Step fathers mom passing away at the beginning of this week. She was one who lived a long life. She was raised through the great depression and multiple wars that our country has faced and I'm sure the stories she could tell were by far some of the best to be heard. I sadly didn't get the chance to hear them as it was a short time that I knew her. But going to the services these last couple days did leave a lasting imprint and thoughts in my mind.
On one side I heard her children and grand children share memories and their hearts about how incredible of a woman she was. The sanctuary was all decorated in honor of her, from pictures of her to an amazing display of the pieces of art she painted. It really was a beautiful service. Then on the other side right in the middle of the room was her body laying still in the coffin. Yes, I know you're thinking "well Misty, it was a funeral, that's generally what happens," and I know that, but it really got me thinking.
So you know, since going to past funerals I personally have never been ok with the body of the one who's passed away being put on display. I remember when a dear friend of mine lost his life I went up to the casket to pay my respects to see him one last time, and it ruined me. I looked at him, and all I could think was "thats not him, it looks nothing like him." Well, yesterday I heard the same things coming out of the mouth of Sweet Miss Louise's family. (I knew I wouldn't go up to the casket). So anyways, those words lead me down this thought process.
What are our body's other than a shell? So what are we really?
If we go all the way back to the words in Genesis where man was first created the body was formed out of dust but until God breathed his spirit into him he was lifeless. Nothing more than a puppet in His hand.. It also says Job 33:4 "The Spirit of God has made me, and the breath of the Almighty gives me life." That means everyone living today, all 7+billion of us, have life because of Him. Here's the thing, if he has the authority to give life, he is also the one who has authority to take it away. Which means are our lives really our own? Do we control the breath in our lungs? The thing is Him breathing life into us isn't for no reason. In Jeremiah God spoke to him stating "I knew you, before I formed you in your mothers womb." Wait, so the God of the universe had a specific plan for Jeremiah's life before he was even conceived? YES! That means if he did for Jeremiah he did for us too! It's like an artist before they paint their next piece... there is first nothing, then there's an idea of the creation and then the creation. Miss Louise gave incredible displays to this thought process. Each of us have purpose!
Now let me get back to the words "that looks nothing like her." You're right! Because it's not her. Like I said before out body's are nothing more than a shell, a home for our Spirit's to reside until the Father decides our purpose has been fulfilled. The body's of the dead will never look like the one you loved, because the Breath of Life is no longer pumping through them. Like stated earlier we need to be cautious to not take life in vain. It's fragile, it's a moment, it's gone in a blink of an eye. And only the giver of life can explain to you the purpose of your life. Do you know your Maker? Do you know your original design? No? Please do not wait until it's to late. Surrender to the one who "knew you before conception."
If you want to know more on how to surrender your life, please do not hesitate contacting me.
Blessings!
On one side I heard her children and grand children share memories and their hearts about how incredible of a woman she was. The sanctuary was all decorated in honor of her, from pictures of her to an amazing display of the pieces of art she painted. It really was a beautiful service. Then on the other side right in the middle of the room was her body laying still in the coffin. Yes, I know you're thinking "well Misty, it was a funeral, that's generally what happens," and I know that, but it really got me thinking.
So you know, since going to past funerals I personally have never been ok with the body of the one who's passed away being put on display. I remember when a dear friend of mine lost his life I went up to the casket to pay my respects to see him one last time, and it ruined me. I looked at him, and all I could think was "thats not him, it looks nothing like him." Well, yesterday I heard the same things coming out of the mouth of Sweet Miss Louise's family. (I knew I wouldn't go up to the casket). So anyways, those words lead me down this thought process.
What are our body's other than a shell? So what are we really?
If we go all the way back to the words in Genesis where man was first created the body was formed out of dust but until God breathed his spirit into him he was lifeless. Nothing more than a puppet in His hand.. It also says Job 33:4 "The Spirit of God has made me, and the breath of the Almighty gives me life." That means everyone living today, all 7+billion of us, have life because of Him. Here's the thing, if he has the authority to give life, he is also the one who has authority to take it away. Which means are our lives really our own? Do we control the breath in our lungs? The thing is Him breathing life into us isn't for no reason. In Jeremiah God spoke to him stating "I knew you, before I formed you in your mothers womb." Wait, so the God of the universe had a specific plan for Jeremiah's life before he was even conceived? YES! That means if he did for Jeremiah he did for us too! It's like an artist before they paint their next piece... there is first nothing, then there's an idea of the creation and then the creation. Miss Louise gave incredible displays to this thought process. Each of us have purpose!
Now let me get back to the words "that looks nothing like her." You're right! Because it's not her. Like I said before out body's are nothing more than a shell, a home for our Spirit's to reside until the Father decides our purpose has been fulfilled. The body's of the dead will never look like the one you loved, because the Breath of Life is no longer pumping through them. Like stated earlier we need to be cautious to not take life in vain. It's fragile, it's a moment, it's gone in a blink of an eye. And only the giver of life can explain to you the purpose of your life. Do you know your Maker? Do you know your original design? No? Please do not wait until it's to late. Surrender to the one who "knew you before conception."
If you want to know more on how to surrender your life, please do not hesitate contacting me.
Blessings!
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