Looking & Not Looking

Sorrow makes us all children again — destroys all differences of intellect. The wisest know nothing. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson

Sometimes when I am out, I find myself walking behind someone who looks like a person I loved who died. And I don’t want to pass that person; I don’t want to see their face. It would break the illusion that just for a while, I am walking with them again. It is then that I remember First Corinthians 15:

 ^“But let me tell you something wonderful, a mystery I’ll probably never fully understand. We’re not all going to die—but we are all going to be changed. You hear a blast to end all blasts from a trumpet, and in the time that you look up and blink your eyes—it’s over. On signal from that trumpet from heaven, the dead will be up and out of their graves, beyond the reach of death, never to die again. At the same moment and in the same way, we’ll all be changed. In the resurrection scheme of things, this has to happen: everything perishable taken off the shelves and replaced by the imperishable, this mortal replaced by the immortal. Then the saying will come true:

Death swallowed by triumphant Life!
Who got the last word, oh, Death?
Oh, Death, who’s afraid of you now?”

I hope you have a peaceful and safe Memorial day, and remember 1 Corinthians 15