Then suddenly the bottom drops out of our world. We tend to develop a sense of immunity to tragedy and death. That causes us to stop and think, but still it does not affect us directly, and we soon continue our work and our play. We read of thousands dying from starvation in some countries, but the places are far away and the people are not known to us. Year after year, life smoothly runs its accustomed course. Life seems rosy and death seems far away. We set out on the journey of life with high hopes and soaring ambitions. The Bible says, “What man is he that liveth, and shall not see death?” (Psalm 89:48). Every community has its cemetery nothing is more certain than the fact of death it may be long delayed but it will surely come it is just as natural to die as it is to be born. If I knew that, I’d never go there.” Yet every person knows that in the normal course of events, sooner or later, the experience of death will come to him.

Some are like the man who said to his wife, “I wish I knew where I was going to die. There is a tendency on the part of many people to avoid any serious thought or discussion on the subject of death. The details of the Great White Throne Judgment are described in Revelation 20:1213. The Bible says, “It is appointed unto men once to die, but after this the judgment” (Hebrews 9:27).

Out in the great beyond your soul will live somewhere forever! Death does not end it all. Death is more than simply pushing up daisies from the ground above the buried body. If the funeral were final and the grave were the end of everything and a human being died like a dog, we could not blame people for living like beasts of the field. Every one of us is on his way to the cemetery (barring the return of Christ). But one day your heart will forget to beat your knees will buckle under your tired body the hearse will back up to your door the undertaker will notify the newspaper and your name will appear in the obituary column.

God has taken people all around you, and yet your heart is still beating. The epitaph of all generations is: He was born he lived he died. Most of our names are mentioned in the newspaper at least three times: Our birth is noted, our marriage, and finally our death. We are all marching in the long parade of death. And yet most people do not fear death, they simply ignore it.īut the fact remains that death is very real. Many try and hide the “king of terrors” (Job 18:14) by the embalmer’s art, beautiful flowers, and comforting words. At the funeral they place artificial grass over the rough clods and line the grave with flowers to hide the hideous fact of death. People seek to avoid death they do not want to face death. There is no experience in life so generally dreaded as death.

Appointment with death