Life & Death

WordPress reminded me that 6 years ago today, I posted a writing titled “To Die in Christ is to Live Fully.” A post about one of my best friend’s passing, Brittany. It was very timely as I had been pondering upon the subject of the end to suffering, death.

Sometime in late April or May, a group of friends went over to a hospice home to visit Pinky, she had been struggling with cancer. Stepping into her room tears of sadness began to flow as we sang hymns and read scripture to her. No friend wants to witness the suffering of another friend. Yet, it is with greater effort that then we ought to be friends. In her condition, she joked around and tasked-on to make us laugh, like a good friend would. More visits followed.
Later in May, I received a message that one of my friend’s mom’s cancer had come back very aggressively. I rang my friend and prayed, calmed and reassured he said that Gina, his mom, was calm and knew who she based her faith and trust on. This is a blessing, to know who we believe in, and “be persuaded that He is able.” As one ages, death can partially become irrelevant to the believer. It will cause grief and suffering but it increases our hope for our eternal future. The believer of a Risen Savior knows that God loves us deeply and only wants the best for our lives – and that we will get.

On Monday, May 25, I received the news that Gina was now resting in the Lord. It was Memorial Day, a day to remember the death of one more loved one. We had just come back from Mississippi, having had a beautiful experience of service; one of the most amazing miracles on that trip was that a man was rescued from committing suicide – God is working!
The day after Gina’s passing, I went over to visit Pinky. The nurse went into the room with me and mentioned that she may not be as responsive. Pinky opened her eyes and tried to talk but she struggled much. I asked Pinky if we could sing songs and read scripture, she had a soft look which led me to proceed on praying and singing. She really wanted to talk and tried several times to speak. “I’m sorry, I cannot understand you, but God knows exactly what you want to say, and knows how frustrated you may feel.” The look on her face was soft as she opened and closed her eyes. “You have beautiful blue eyes,” I said, and she smiled. I started reading Romans 8, she often knocked. Towards the end of the visit, she seemed uncomfortable, so I asked her if she was in pain, she was. I went on to mentioned it to the nurses, who came and gave her medication for it, Pinky said “thank you.” Those were the last word sounds that I heard from Pinky, she died the following morning.

Leaving the hospice home was sad, one holds tears until “it seems appropriate”… as I was driving back home the song “Life and Death” by Paul Cardall began to play, perhaps now “it was appropriate.” I was hopeful to see her again, but her suffering needed to end. God allows experiences to shape our lives in such a way that we do not regret living for others… unconditionally. It is impossible to do this with every person we meet, but for the moment being, not being present around those near death is not questionable, we have to be there, we just have to. This past Friday night, I was told that another friend ‘Taffy’ had been moved to hospice. I shouldn’t delay my arrival home to MA I thought, but sadly on Sunday around 10 am I received the message, “Taffy died this morning at 9:30 AM.” Did I selfishly wish to see her before her passing? Yes, I did, but I had to thanked God for sparing her life from more suffering. It is very appropriate to grieve to release tears of sadness as we remember the lives that shape who we are. We thank God for life and for death. We thank Him for laughter and for sorrow. We thank Him for being healthy or being sick. We thank God for our suffering because it makes us stronger each time and the joy that was set before Jesus is surely represented before us too. Let your tears be wiped by those cross nailed hands because He will restore you. Amen.

And I heard a great voice out of heaven saying, Behold, the tabernacle of God is with men, and he will dwell with them, and they shall be his people, and God himself shall be with them, and be their God. And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away. And he that sat upon the throne said, Behold, I make all things new. And he said unto me, write: for these words are true and faithful. And he said unto me, It is done. I am Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the end. I will give unto him that is athirst of the fountain of the water of life freely. Revelation 21:3-6

Gratitude

There is a beautiful song, called “Gratitude,” that simply and faithfully describes that one has nothing to offer to God “except for a heart singing halleluiah.” So simple an act, yet sometimes our life is filled with work and activities that we miss out on thanking God for faithfully guiding us through it all. Missing out is rather harmful to us, research shows that the more grateful one is the healthier, resilient, and happy we are. A merry heart doeth good like medicine…” indeed!

A few weeks ago, it felt like work and activities were piling up all through the week. On Sunday, I purposed to finish drafting a sermon and get a head start on work. It was around 8:30 in the evening, and I had drafted the sermon and had enough bible verses and quotes, so I switch computers and started to work for only an hour or two. I left the office and felt the New England cold air, turned on the car and waited for it to warm so that the frozen windshield could melt. It was cold but I felt so happy, the window looked pretty with ice crystals and light shining through from the light post.
There is great joy when we think and believe in the goodness of God. As I was writing earlier, I felt so encouraged to do, and keep going, and continue doing. The bible truly gives life, strength, and even time. I had prayed that morning for strength for the week ahead, and God gave strength and peace. I thanked God for helping me, for making a way light and enjoyable.

That week I worked 53 hours, including a long Wednesday with departure of 12:15 am …twas cold. On Friday the entire set plotted smoothly with a completion time of 2:15 pm. I was so thankful, what at first seemed hard to complete on time, was done, the week had run smoothly. There was a lot of work to do but it wasn’t burdensome. I left the office and went to pick up groceries from the store, prepared something to eat at home, and continued studying for the sermon. Upon my parents’ arrival, my dad mentioned that if I wanted, I could give the sermon in English. I told him that I had already prepared it in Spanish and that it would be ok to deliver it in Spanish. The last time I had ”preached” in Spanish was 13 years ago, so I was concerned about the outcome, and my sister shared the concern with my parents. After fellowship with them I continued studying and again went to sleep around midnight. The following morning as I stood up, the popular line “it is time” ran in my head. “Father, it is time for you to speak.” I had been asking people to please pray for me, especially because I had to deliver the message in Spanish. Near the end, I was so moved that tears ran down my face. I had to catch my breath, I could see people also wiping their eyes, my mom especially. The Holy Spirit touched my heart so deeply, that I sensed such need to receive, and give a double fold of the joy that Christ gave me.

What a blessing to share the love of God, the mission of Jesus Christ, and the work of the Holy Spirit with believers. The message, based on 2 Timothy 2:4, has been ringing in my ears since March 2022, and I have grown to love and desire to dedicate my life as such, that nothing will separate me from the father and that all my decisions are made to please Him. “El Soldado del Futuro” or The Soldier of the Future is indeed the Jesus Christ in us and through us. The passion to serve can only come from above.
As we pulled out of the Hispanic church in Brockton, MA that Sabbath afternoon, I turned to my sister and said, now unto “The Lord’s Prayer,” we both laughed.

Two weeks before that Sunday, one of the sisters from our church asked me to sing at a wedding. Me? I said in my mind, at a wedding!?
Oh sure, I said – do you have a specific song that you would like me to sing? The Lord’s Prayer, she said… Oh! …That’s a beautiful song that I’ve dreamed about one day singing but I don’t really have the voice for it, I told her. She was kind with her feedback, and went on to say, but if you think of any other song just let me know. Well, the day arrived, and I had barely practiced the song, at 3:45 pm I was getting ready when I get a call. Melody, where are you? Hello, I’m getting ready will be heading out soon, are you already at church? Yes, we are waiting for you because you are first in the program after the pastor prays. Yes, I said, is the program starting at 4:30? I asked. No, it’s at 4 o’clock and it’s very short so we can’t start without you, she said.
Oh! Well, let me get out quickly. Arriving at 4:07, the sister told me that I almost gave her a heart attack, thankfully she didn’t get one. I walked up to the front and waited for my turn. The wedding began, oh I wanted to be at peace and enjoy it, but it was hard. The pastor introduced me, I stood and waited for the track to play. I really couldn’t believe that I was about to butcher such a beautiful song. I finished singing and sat down. The nephew of the bride, who walked her down the isle, was crying while I was singing “The Lord’s Prayer. It was so warm to see him react to it, deep feelings of joy warmed my heart. God is good, this is all I can say, and I really believe, that God tunes people’s ears to hear of his true beauty, it just can’t be our voices.

Gratitude coats the heart with pure joy, elevates our spirits like birds freely flying in the sky, molds and builds our characters to cherish the love of God. You too can experience freedom and joy, test and see that the Lord is good, for His mercy endures forever…. I am so grateful for what God has done, is doing, and will continue to do in my life. All that we live through has a lesson, whether it is suffering or joy, God uses it all to show us the way, the truth, and the life. Thank you for being the most wonderful Father, best friend, and savior of all time, in the name of Jesus thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven.

“So come on, my soul
Oh, don’t you get shy on me
Lift up your song
‘Cause you’ve got a lion inside of those lungs
Get up and praise the Lord


“And I know it’s not much
But I’ve nothing else fit for a King
Except for a heart singing hallelujah