The End is the Beginning

It happened again this morning.  Another familiar face in the obituaries.  Over the past year, there have been several of my friends and acquaintances listed in that classification.  Before my husband, John, died, I would see those epitaphs and wonder how I would handle it when it was his picture.  

It was hard.  

Some of those names were very familiar to me.  Others I only knew from church, motorcycle club, Starbucks or neighborhood.  But they had all come to an end … of sorts. I believe that death is not the end. Depending on their belief in Jesus, they either had a beginning in heaven … or not.  

I know John is in heaven. He probably has a gold motorcycle. When it thunders, I smile.  I think he’s riding it on the streets of gold. 

There were a lot of obits this morning.  I pondered where their new beginning had occurred.  It breaks my heart to think they missed heaven.  

“Stockpile treasure in heaven, where it’s safe from moth and rust and burglars. It’s obvious, isn’t it? The place where your treasure is, is the place you will most want to be, and end up being.” Matthew 6:19 (MSG)

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