BE SATISFIED IN GOD
AND CONTENT IN THE PATH GOD GIVES US – for God knows what we really need and will provide it. When we are in a relationship with God, this will be the result. We will not feel anxious for more, but our anxiety will be turned into wanting justice for God’s people and a desire to spread love, not hate. In a relationship with our loving God, we will be transformed, to live a life that is dedicated to sharing God’s love and mercy to all we encounter. From the beginning, we were created to have a relationship with God. The story of the Bible is the progression of the desire of God to have us be God’s children. When we fulfill that desire God has for us, we lead a different life than most of those in the world. We are especially exempt from fear when we put our trust completely in God. When we leave fear behind, we have more energy for doing what God needs us to do. And at our end, we will have a sense of peace about what we have done, as we did what God called us to do.
Paul says, in Philippians 4, “I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want. 13 I can do all this through God who gives me strength. … 19 And my God will meet all your needs according to the riches of this glory in Christ Jesus.” The ultimate honor we could give to our loving God is to be found being faithful, at the moment when we leave this place, for the promised glory. Our relationship with our God will still continue. I pray this poem is helpful to get a different perspective on what death is really like. I am grateful to have found it.
“Death is Nothing at All” by Henry Scott Holland, an English clergyman, was written in 1910.
The poem was popularized by the Carmelite monks in Tallow, County Waterford.
Death is nothing at all, I have only slipped away to the next room.
I am I and you are you. Whatever we were to each other, That, we still are.
Call me by my old familiar name. Speak to me in the easy way which you always used.
Put no difference into your tone. Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.
Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together.
Play, smile, think of me. Pray for me. Let my name be ever the household word that it always was.
Let it be spoken without effect. Without the trace of a shadow on it.
Life means all that it ever meant. It is the same that it ever was. There is absolute unbroken continuity.
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? I am but waiting for you. For an interval. Somewhere. Very near. Just around the corner.
All is well. Nothing is past; nothing is lost. One brief moment and all will be as it was before only better, infinitely happier and forever we will all be one together with Christ. Amen. PEACE 7 3 15
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