"We are describing death as birth-pangs, as moving toward mystical union with God."
This is a comforting, even transformative, way to interpret our physical and mental deterioration, especially to one guiding her parents through the final months of their journeys even as her own clay jar begins to fail. Losing the ability to do the earthly things we find joy in performing, or ordinary and necessary tasks, becomes a small price to play in view of the approaching glory. Amen!
Like Woody Allen says, "It’s not that I’m afraid to die. I just don’t want to be there when it happens."
It's funny because it's so universally true, even for a "born again" believer in Jesus Christ like me. But I will be so thrilled, I think, to open my eyes in Glory and be positively shocked that I no longer desire any sin! Or, on the other hand, maybe even this much thought of "sin" will never occur to me . . . ever. O' GLORY!
"We are describing death as birth-pangs, as moving toward mystical union with God."
This is a comforting, even transformative, way to interpret our physical and mental deterioration, especially to one guiding her parents through the final months of their journeys even as her own clay jar begins to fail. Losing the ability to do the earthly things we find joy in performing, or ordinary and necessary tasks, becomes a small price to play in view of the approaching glory. Amen!
Like Woody Allen says, "It’s not that I’m afraid to die. I just don’t want to be there when it happens."
It's funny because it's so universally true, even for a "born again" believer in Jesus Christ like me. But I will be so thrilled, I think, to open my eyes in Glory and be positively shocked that I no longer desire any sin! Or, on the other hand, maybe even this much thought of "sin" will never occur to me . . . ever. O' GLORY!
Here's my riff on your post today. Thank you for the inspiration. https://themjkxn.substack.com/p/o-glory