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Susan Jaime's avatar

So well written. I would love to sit down and talk with you for hours. I began to see this movement several years ago, before COVID, when I noticed a book in a friends house with the title “How Not to Die” and my mind began to ponder the depths of their fears and hopes that they and many others are fostering. Then COVID hit the world stage, and pretending that it was something brand new, ravaged and tore at the seams of humanity’s fears of death. When I quickly figured out that fear itself was the stronghold and motivator of everyone’s actions, it gave me new resolve for the gospel. I found new desire to tell others of Salvation and freedom from death and its fearful grip. Only a few responded with the relief of accepting the Lord’s good gift by grace through faith. However, we are still in this world for that reason, and I am so thankful for your wonderful platform, and your righteous truthful voice. Thank you for using your gifts for the kingdom of our precious Lord and Savior. “To GOD be the glory, great things HE has done, so loved He the world that He gave us His SON; Who yielded His life and atonement for sin, And opened the lifegate that all may come in. “ Fanny Crosby’s great hymn

Again, thank you.

SJ

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Olivia Colern's avatar

Continued to ponder this this evening. I really cannot fathom the desire of immortality. I’m not saying I want to die tomorrow by any means, but just the desire of a full life and then moving on. For me that means going to heaven and I suppose that shapes my views of death greatly. So as I stood washing the post dinner dishes tonight I really contemplated the deep desire for immortality that these people have and why they feel that way. And I grew sad for them. The desperation they must feel in trying to figure out how to live forever, how to preserve themselves. And it all stems from a grand form of self worship which is just so yuck to me. We all look in the mirror and find flaws in ourselves both physical and internal. Facing your own depravity and actually wanting that part of yourself to continue to thrive is really strange. The panic they must feel at the note of a gray hair or wrinkle must be so unsettling. I am so thankful for the peace that comes from knowing Jesus. Knowing that my depravity will be no more once I have moved on from this life. Knowing that Jesus has ordained every gray hair and every wrinkle and gives them as gifts to me each passing day, month, and year. I pray that posts like this continue to open my eyes and humble me, and I pray mostly for those who do not know Jesus yet.

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