There was an awkward thing that happened this past weekend. My friend, Tina, had her parents a 50th wedding anniversary party at the church Sunday afternoon. As we were putting the finishing touches on the decorating, guests started to arrive. Tina was relieved to see people coming in because, like most people who plan a surprise party, she had a fear that no one would show.
As people kept coming in, a few of them had confused looks on their faces, as if they could be in the wrong place. A gentleman, dressed in a suit, and his wife approached me. First off, if someone comes into our church in a suit, I automatically assume three things; someone’s getting married, someone died, or they’re visitors. Sure enough, someone had died!
They asked me where they needed to go to attend their friend’s memorial. They said it was at Oneeighty Church at 2:00. I can only imagine the look on my face. I told them that I wasn’t sure, but that we were celebrating 50 years of marriage in this room. Now they seemed more confused than ever. After about the third person walked in all gussied up, asking where to go for the memorial/celebration of life, I called our pastor who told me that the memorial was NEXT Sunday!
I informed all the misguided, overdressed people about the mix up. I told them they were more than welcome to hang out and celebrate marriage instead of death! No one accepted the offer.
I got to thinking. Which is more sad, marriage or death? I mean, if you’re sure of where you’re going when you die, death is certainly easier than marriage! Can I get an amen? Sure, you could die a slow, painful death, but I highly doubt it would take 50 years!
I’m excited and scared for young people who get married. I know what a blessing it is, but I also know how tough the adjustment can be! I remember all the crap Steve and I went through to get to this point! Was it worth it? Yep! Would I do it all over? Um, certainly not the same way!
Is death worth it? Sure is if you know Jesus! Is the road to Heaven easy? Nope. Especially if you’re married and have family :-). Is death sad? It is because we’ll miss our loved ones, but I rejoice with those who are going to Heaven! How wonderful for them!
Maybe we should start wearing black to weddings, and be all solemn, and white to funerals and smile and dance!? That should encourage happy, delusional, unsuspecting couples who think their lives are going to be all fairytale-like! Right? 🙂
Death swallowed by triumphant Life!
Who got the last word, oh, Death?
Oh, Death, who’s afraid of you now?
It was sin that made death so frightening and law-code guilt that gave sin its leverage, its destructive power. But now in a single victorious stroke of Life, all three—sin, guilt, death—are gone, the gift of our Master, Jesus Christ. Thank God! 1 Corinthians 15:55-57