生与死

Wrote these today in response to Moo's email about Death.

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14 years ago I experienced my first “death touch” after lost my mom to an accident. I spent months in vein trying to make sense the meaning of it. Life to me, at that moment, was meaningless and irredeemable if death is the ultimate purpose. I remembered one evening I was sitting on a hill overlooking the port city Debuque, watching the sun setting on Mississippi River; it dawned on me that in the grand scheme of things life never ceases to exist. As sun will rise again in tomorrow, life will rise again from death and transcend it.

Some years later, my mom came to my dream soon after my baptism, we had a vivid conversation that I still remember today. She told me exactly the same thing I read in the scripture - “It is the same way with the resurrection of the dead. Our earthly bodies are planted in the ground when we die, but they will be raised to live forever. Our bodies are buried in brokenness, but they will be raised in glory. They are buried in weakness, but they will be raised in strength. They are buried as natural human bodies, but they will be raised as spiritual bodies.” (1 Corinthians 15:42-57)

Looking back, I can say my spiritual awakening was born from her death.