I've often thought of getting another one but just can't seem to find the "right" one. Yesterday I told my son I was going to get a new tattoo around my wrist like a bracelet with the words "Ain't no grave" forming a broken chain of the bracelet and a tiny skull as the bracelet clasp. I told him that when I'm laying in my casket, everyone will be able to see it and know that I'm free. :) Of course I was kidding about getting the tattoo. Sort of. :) I suppose a skull isn't too ladylike. But then, I've never been accused of being ladylike.
The thought came to me as I was thinking about how life might be different if we ran headlong into it unhinderd by the fear of death ... if we truly believed that death could not hurt us. As Christians, it can't. It hurts those left behind, and I don't want to minimize that, especially today as I've just come from the funeral of a 32 year-old son of a friend. He fell doing a construction job, his young girlfriend is just about to give birth to their second child any day now. Their pain is real and beyond my ability to imagine. But that pain is temporary if we are in Christ. The worst that can happen is that we live in heaven for eternity. And we have the hope of being reunited with loved ones that have passed before us. Not a bad gig, eh?
I don't believe God called us to be safe. I think He calls us to be wise, but unafraid.
Unfortunately, it is not death I fear. I fear life. Living here is scary and too often I fall prey to numerous fears that keep me firmly in their grasp. My challenge is to relinquish those fears to the One who has conqured them. The promise is there, and I have no trouble believing that it is real and that it works when we apply it. I just have one heck of a time applying to my life.
Rom 8:36-39 (Living Bible)
No, for the Scriptures tell us that for his sake we must be ready to face death at every moment of the day-we are like sheep awaiting slaughter; but despite all this, overwhelming victory is ours through Christ who loved us enough to die for us.
For I am convinced that nothing can ever separate us from his love. Death can't, and life can't. The angels won't, and all the powers of hell itself cannot keep God's love away. Our fears for today, our worries about tomorrow, or where we are-high above the sky, or in the deepest ocean-nothing will ever be able to separate us from the love of God demonstrated by our Lord Jesus Christ when he died for us.