Posted on 04/05/2026 6:29:16 AM PDT by luvie
Who in your life "just left?" When the breathing of your spouse ceased, the beating heart in your womb stopped, or the beep of your grandmother’s monitor became a flat-lined tone, what happened in that moment?
And what will happen to you in yours? Barring the return of Christ, you will have one… a last breath, a final pulse. And… then what? What will we be after we die? What will happen? Answers vary.
Nothing, some people say. We will decay and or disintegrate. Death is a dead end. Our works and reputation might survive, but not us.
Or, we become part of the universe. Eternity absorbs us like a lake absorbs a raindrop. We return to what we were before we were what we are… we return to the cosmic consciousness of the universe.
Christianity, on the other hand, posits a new, startling idea. "Death has been swallowed up in victory" (1 Cor. 15:54 NIV).
This is the Christian hope. This hope is verified by the Easter miracle, that stunning moment we celebrate as Easter. Do you know this miracle?

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My Mom passed away in 2011. Many years later while lying in bed I heard her calling out my name. ‘What!’ I said in a questioning annoyed way. She said ‘Don’t be like that!’. Then I woke up. That is my life beyond the living moment of note.
A blessed Easter to you too, luvie! Thanks for all you do here.
I’m not much of a woo woo kind of guy but I have had two visitations like that too. Nothing crazy. Just a simple looking over like “your room is a mess” and a simple reassurance that everything is just fine. And then nothing ever since.
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I was an atheist at the time. I'm riding a bike when I see Jesus sitting under a gazebo with a few other people . Being a wise guy like I was at the time I'm thinking people need Jesus like a fish needs a bicycle . The wheels are slightly warped so I roll to Jesus and ask what kind of tool I need . He says tool 181.
For many years this answer confused me. Then I had an epiphany. He meant turn your life around 180 degrees than go one more degree beyond that.
When my m-i-l passed in the hospital, she was barely conscious, but at the last second, looked up and lifted her hands up as if someone were reaching down to pull her up.
She did it twice, then put her arms down and breathed her last.
It still gives me goosebumps remembering it.
My dad, on the other hand, went to be with the Lord in a manner in keeping with his character back in 2019. He was home and my mom had just gone to lay down and rest after being with him for 12 hours straight after he came home from the hospital. He was chatting with my younger brother and he asked him how the Cubbies did. My brother said the Cubs won, and he said "Oh, that's good, that's good." Then he breathed his last. Yep, that was my dad. Always the diehard Cubs fan.
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