Best Day.

This may seem glum.  But a friend and I were recently discussing funerals and how they made us feel.  I have a hard time handling funerals and try to avoid them at all cost.  But my friend said he actually enjoys them, because everyone seems to show their pleasant side at funerals.  Friends and family have big full hearts and bring love and compassion to funerals.  The person who has passed on is celebrated for the life they lived.

I understand his logic, but I am still very emotional with funerals.  I realized, it isn't because the person is no longer living among us.  My empathy streams to those affected by his or her death.  These loved ones are left with only memories.  And memories, good or bad, always seem to hurt.  It hurts because it's in the past.  Those good things will never reoccur.  Death is painful.  But actually...it's ok.

My family and I just finished reading the book of John together.  I was looking through my notes and saw where I wrote 'John 17:24- Jesus longs to be with us.'  If that fact doesn't make you feel good, I don't know what can.  That verse comes from a section of scripture where Jesus is praying to God for all believers.  Right before being crucified He's praying for each of us.  Telling God, 'I want them with me where ever I go.'  So it hit me...Jesus is sitting in Heaven, at the right hand of God, continually praying for us.  But I wonder if He's sitting there kind of squirmy.  Just waiting so eagerly to bear hug us when we finally get promoted to Heaven to be with Him.  Funerals don't have to be sad.  So now I add this to my notes....

'The day we get to Heaven, is the best day of our lives.'