Death is our enemy. There is no doubt about it. It has assaulted mankind since the beginning and for right now, it wins! Every time!
An Enemy Worthy of Hate
The Apostle Paul calls death our enemy. If you have ever watched someone wither away from cancer then you have to agree. I love Billy Graham’s statement or at least I have been told that it comes from him, “It’s not death that I am scared of, it’s the dying process.”
Dying is brutal.
Death with Dignity is getting a lot of press lately.Some people would say that this means assisting those who are in the dying process. After watching some of the pain involved in the dying process, I can understand the argument. But is the dying process important?
When I was a youth pastor I hated the idea of being a lead pastor. Too many funerals. When I was led (kicking and screaming) into a lead pastor position I accepted funerals as a necessary, but undesired part of my role.
Since then, I have learned a lot from those who are dying. Take John for instance. Years ago John worked on a fishing boat. Fishing was good and his payout was expected to be even better. Then the storm came. It was brutal! Waves the size of a four-story building threatened to topple the boat.
Someone shared John’s story during the funeral. The crew of the boat as despondent, certain the end was near. They held onto whatever they could, hoping not to have to die alone, overboard, in the depths of the sea.
Something snapped in John. He made his way to the front of the boat, the very front, grabbed the railing, and stood. And then he began to yell. He yelled at the waves, the wind, and the water. But most of all he yelled in the face of death. “If you want me, then come and get me, but I’m not going down without a fight.”
They obviously survived that storm. John was a legend among the crew members and they still tell the story far and wide.
At the funeral, John’s friend, casually said, “John went out in the same way this time. He went out yelling and shaking his fist at death.”
Shouldn’t we all!
We Should Shake Our Fist at Death
Think about it this way!
If we are to take the Bible seriously, death is a foreign element in this world (Hebrews 2:14-15). It was introduced by Satan and sin. It is a result, an after effect, a bad hangover after a binge, and one that doesn’t seem to be going away anytime soon.
Even though we will all die, we don’t have to die without a fight! We should, at least metaphorically, shake our fist, yell, scream, and refuse to die death’s way. Death can be humiliating. It can be downright strength draining and soul sapping.
Death is the result of sin and Satan. It is our enemy! And so is He!
We should see death as the last battle toward victory.
When Jesus died on the cross and rose again, he defeated death. By taking on the nails, he drove a nail into the heart of death. Death is now in its last throws, gasping, trying to hold on, but facing a certain end. We on the other hand, will travel through death to life. (Revelation 21:4)
Jesus died on the cross for sin. But he defeated death by rising again.
So shake your fist!
- Shake your fist by resisting sin.
- Shake your fist by loving Jesus, our resurrection redeemer.
- Shake your fist by living a life of no regrets.
- Shake your fist by living the life of faith in a world where faith is often relegated to the margins.
Shake your fist!
For I know that my Redeemer lives, and at the last he will stand upon the earth. And after my skin has been destroyed, yet in my flesh I shall see God.