Death Isn’t the END

We’re no longer slaves to death anymore, rather he’s our servant, he serves to usher us into eternal life except rapture, which isn’t here yet, without death then there’s no hope of eternal life, it’s sad to lose a loved one, it’s a loss we can’t stop to resent, but looking at the big picture, it’s freedom from the troubles and chaos of life, freedom from wickedness, homophobia, racism, violence, sexism into a realm of ultimate truth, tranquility, peace and love.

If we give those who lived a good life a chance to come back here after death, they certainly wouldn’t agree, across the bridge is perfection and the true life we miss here.

They asked Apostle Paul, “What about our dead loved ones, are we going to meet them again?” He responded, “They aren’t dead but asleep, and shall rise again.”

In the afterlife, it isn’t a land of separation, it’s a land of reunion with those we love who have gone before us, imagine how it would feel like meeting your loved ones in the afterlife, if anyone offers you a chance to return here definitely you won’t, this is how it’s for the dead, they are in a much better place than us,

they are with people they once loved before us. Death isn’t a state of hopelessness, it a moment of another life invincible to the human eyes, for us it’s a moment of separation, for the dead, it’s a moment of rendezvous.

David said to his dead son, “I will see you again,” that means we’ve a chance of meeting our dead loved ones again forever, death isn’t the end of life, its a passage to eternity, across the bridge they await our arrival at due time.

Couple of weeks before my Dad left, he started seeing broad day visions of his dead young brother Pastor Emeka who he loved so much, He came to take him home, he saw his time was complete here, he kept coming to him day and night, my Dad would point at him asking, “Look at Emeka, do you see him, look at him, he’s sitting here, he just passed,” although sick but still sound and healthy physically that was how we took it, he could talk walk, do his things, but deep inside his soul was tired of here, he prayed God to take him home secretly, and the Lord granted his request, I was in the French school then, when I returned I saw a letter he left for me, it became clear he prepared to go home.

When I read the letter and everything he explained therein, it was the saddest season of my life, that was the moment of my life I learnt how to spell the word h e a r t b r e a k! It took me about 6 years to overcome the sadness from 2011 to 2017, I love him too much to a fault. If I had the free will to join him, I would have gladly done that and be at peace with him, but am I the owner of this life?

I know what it means to lose a parent, I know what if feels like to lose a loved one, I have been there, it’s such a sad moment you can’t pretend to overcome deep inside your soul.

I wish you strength to bear this irreplaceable loss, God gives, He takes, death takes no one anymore, God calls home, he answered the last call of life.

And I began to ask God questions, “Tell me what’s the meaning of life?” And he gave a good answer, the meaning of life is life not death, even in death we still live, yes we still live.

-Kanayo Ebuka