Looking how life is passing by,
I’m sometimes thinking how futile,
carelessly fruitless days can fly,
vanishing smoke-like after a while.
Death will take away all our dreams,
our hopes, tears, joys, and cares.
Everyone submits to it, it seems,
and to challenge Death on earth, who dares?
What’s awaiting? Terrifying void?
Hell or heaven? This is too obscure.
Keeping busy helps us to avoid
thinking of our end one day – so sure.
Yet, for all believers it’s defeated,
with its threatening prospect we can cope
since Christ Jesus all His work completed
on the cross and gave the greatest hope.
Death is lurking, ego to deprive
life from any sense, from any glory,
but Christ’s breath alone makes alive, -
what a twist it’s in the human story!
Death has lost its power! The stone
rolled away to show His empty grave.
From the depth of Death the Christ alone,
resurrected, came for us - to save.
That is why no longer I’m afraid,
if I am attacked or die from cancer.
I can stand in front of Death, unswayed,
knowing, that Jesus is the answer.
If I am in Christ alone abide,
I will know all His grace and goodness.
By His Spirit saved and sanctified,
I can live my life in all fullness.
19.06.2022