October 31, 2018

on death.

on death.
most of life is messy and not perfect and i don't think anyone really talks about it enough because to talk about it is to be vulnerable, but here i am, not only talking about it, but visualizing it as well.
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last night, i opened my facebook app to get rid of the red notifications circle, and i was met with the word 'last', i opened the blog post, she'd written it while she was still able, i read it, i closed my phone, and i sobbed.

we weren't best friends, we weren’t even close; she was more of a family friend, she wasnt my age, but she was a kind, beautiful person, and though her life had been painful for the last year or so, it broke my heart to see that i would never read her encouraging posts in the face of a discouraging disease ever again.
after i had a good cry, i needed to get some thoughts out, those thoughts are below. i encourage you to read it, because it ends this whole post on a much better note and maybe something you're not used to seeing in relation to such a difficult topic.
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death is not the end; it is only the beginning of something beautiful and precious: an eternity living with Christ.
forever, with the only One who loves you perfectly, as you yearn to be loved.
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death in Christ should not be only mourned, but celebrated, for they are in a place where milk and honey flow freely...where they may sing and dance all day, not only in the presence of Jesus, but with Him.
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death in Christ is not a sorrow. it is the most joyous celebration, the one you always dreamed of but could never experience here on earth, because there is just too much darkness.
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death is not the end; it is merely the beginning.
xx, rn