I fully believe in the truth of the Bible. Jesus died on a cross so that I may have eternal life—a life with Him for ever and ever. I don’t know exactly what that life will look like, but I’m convinced that existence in the afterlife will be glorious, perfect because I will be in God’s presence. “We are confident, yes, well pleased rather to be absent from the body and to be present with the Lord.” 11Cor. 5:8. NKJV I confess, though, that the process of dying sounds a little scary to me.
For the last two and a half years, the covid pandemic has raged. Thankfully, I have avoided it. Now that the cases have begun to decline, I figured I was in the clear. But after a quick trip to Tennessee with family, I came back coughing and feeling yucky. I thought there was no way I had the dreaded disease but took one of our home tests. My mouth dropped open when I saw the little red line next to the blue. The next day, we went to the neighborhood quick-care clinics. I received confirmation. I had Covid.
Lying on my outdoor patio couch, I closed my eyes and began to pray asking the Lord if He planned to take me home given my age, etc. Somehow, I knew this year wasn’t my time to go to be with Him. But in that moment, I realized that when the time comes, there will be no fear of dying. That day will be wonderful. I will pass on into a beautiful existence and be with the Lord forever. “In my Father’s house are many rooms. If it were not so, would I have told you that I go to prepare a place for you?” John 14:2 ESV