When you are a vicar you do lots of
funeral services. You cannot, you probably should not, avoid the sobering
reflection, "One day that'll be me there in that box... some other vicar
will be taking my funeral just like I am taking this one." How to cope
with this constant reminder of your own mortality?
Well sometimes people help you
through it. A few days before she died I visited a very brave lady who was
dying of cancer. Just before we prayed together she said, "I know what's
happening to me and, do you know, I've accepted it. I've always trusted in the
Lord and I know I have nothing to fear." I was so inspired by her faith!
The funeral when it came not long afterwards was as much about triumph as
tragedy.
So what does this faith rest on?
Easter Day, that's what! Jesus was dead, there's no doubt about that. The Cross
happened in front of the Roman governor, King Herod, the chief priests and
thousands of Passover pilgrims. But on the third day Jesus' friends started
seeing him again. They have left us their witness statements in the form of the
New Testament. There is no doubt of the reliability of these witnesses because
many of them staked their lives on it. They knew Jesus was risen, so they were
not afraid to face death for his sake. The one who had come back from the grave
would raise them too.
So death is not the end folks! It
wasn't for Jesus, and because of him it need not be for us. My cynical old
Scots grandad used to say, "How can we know there's anything after death?
No-one's ever come back to tell us." But that's exactly why Jesus rose
from the dead. His resurrection tells us loud and clear that there is life in
his name!
This is important. A matter of life
and death. Too vital to be left hidden under that fluffy pile of chocolate
eggs, bunnies, daffodils and hot cross buns. The Easter Bunny isn't coming this year anyway, he's gone back into hibernation...
Give the resurrection some thought this Easter
time. If it would help, come to one of our Easter services and find out more –
details elsewhere on the website.
Yes, one day it will be me, there
in that box… but thanks to Jesus, I can live with that.
(recently published in Pioneer magazine)
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