First Kobe, and Now Covid-19, Have Me Thinking About Death
Quarantine Day 18:
Too many thoughts in my head - gotta jot them down.
Have you considered what happens to you when you die? I know that between Kobe Bryant's untimely death, and the tragedy of the lost of life on that helicopter, I've been thinking about my death. Now, we have COVID-19, the novel coronavirus, spreading like fire over the whole world. Aside from the virus, there has been an onslaught of racial discrimination and violence against Asians the world over. Doesn't matter that I was born in Minnesota and am about as American as you can get, I now go to the grocery store armed and constantly scanning for attackers.
It all leads to one thought - my death. I have been wondering which event will take place first - my death, or the second coming of Jesus Christ. And the later has me reflecting on my life. Am I a Christian? Yes. Am I living my life the way Jesus would want me to? As in, if He knocked on my door today, would I want to hide or would I fall the floor in worship? Or a little bit of both?
Where in my life am I being blatantly disobedient to God? Honestly, there is nowhere in my life that I know I'm being disobedient. But that doesn't speak to my goodness, but His. He has not allowed me to stay the way I was when He found me. Slowly, one thing at a time, He has helped me work out my issues. My dependency on alcohol, my need for a father figure, my desperate desire to be desired by the opposite sex, etc. - slowly and surely he has freed me from all the chains that used to weigh me down. I'm so grateful.
But I look around, and I see people who praise him in their words, but when I look under the surface, I see rebellion and disobedience - and I'm scared for these people. But they know better and choose not to do better so what can I do?
Then there are the people who do not know better. The ones that do not know Jesus. The ones that scoff and reject. How can I help those people?
My only conclusion, is to preach the gospel, as often as I can. And I hope that it does something - because the day of judgement is coming and we won't be judged by how good we were. We'll be judged on what we did with the good news of Jesus. There won't be a second chance, there will just be heaven or hell and I'm terrified. I'm terrified of how many people I love that will be on the wrong side of this.
Too many thoughts in my head - gotta jot them down.
Have you considered what happens to you when you die? I know that between Kobe Bryant's untimely death, and the tragedy of the lost of life on that helicopter, I've been thinking about my death. Now, we have COVID-19, the novel coronavirus, spreading like fire over the whole world. Aside from the virus, there has been an onslaught of racial discrimination and violence against Asians the world over. Doesn't matter that I was born in Minnesota and am about as American as you can get, I now go to the grocery store armed and constantly scanning for attackers.
It all leads to one thought - my death. I have been wondering which event will take place first - my death, or the second coming of Jesus Christ. And the later has me reflecting on my life. Am I a Christian? Yes. Am I living my life the way Jesus would want me to? As in, if He knocked on my door today, would I want to hide or would I fall the floor in worship? Or a little bit of both?
Where in my life am I being blatantly disobedient to God? Honestly, there is nowhere in my life that I know I'm being disobedient. But that doesn't speak to my goodness, but His. He has not allowed me to stay the way I was when He found me. Slowly, one thing at a time, He has helped me work out my issues. My dependency on alcohol, my need for a father figure, my desperate desire to be desired by the opposite sex, etc. - slowly and surely he has freed me from all the chains that used to weigh me down. I'm so grateful.
But I look around, and I see people who praise him in their words, but when I look under the surface, I see rebellion and disobedience - and I'm scared for these people. But they know better and choose not to do better so what can I do?
Then there are the people who do not know better. The ones that do not know Jesus. The ones that scoff and reject. How can I help those people?
My only conclusion, is to preach the gospel, as often as I can. And I hope that it does something - because the day of judgement is coming and we won't be judged by how good we were. We'll be judged on what we did with the good news of Jesus. There won't be a second chance, there will just be heaven or hell and I'm terrified. I'm terrified of how many people I love that will be on the wrong side of this.
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