Today, somewhere in the world, someone died and someone was born. Today, at two churches less than 5 miles apart, there were two celebrations: one of a birth, and one of a death. Every life is always a cause for celebration. We celebrate with our friends, family, and even coworkers, when their little ones are born, and yet, we don’t celebrate death.
I am not saying that we should celebrate Death but rather the life that was led by the person who is no longer with us anymore. We celebrate the joy they brought us; we share the stories of them growing up; all of this, is a celebration. Yes, we will miss them. That is inevitable. When my great-grandmother passed away a year ago, we were all sad and yet, we were all happy. My “Nannie” had been in physical pain for several years and it had gotten worse leading up to her passing. Nannie was a godly woman; anyone who knew that could tell you so. At her funeral, we celebrated the long life she had and the legacy she left each and every one of us.
Remember this: yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, but today is a gift. That is why it is called the “present.”