Is it weird that I found so much beauty in a cemetery today? I mean, I threw the frisbee with a couple of friends, but we were in a beautiful cemetery and all I could think about were the people/corpses in the ground… I find death to be such a beautiful thing as well as terrifying. On one hand you have Heaven. A marvelous place to spend the rest of eternity and be joyful and happy where there is no sorrow or hurting or sickness… you get my point? and on the other hand you have Hell. A place of the exact opposite and ten times worse. A place where there is sadness, pain, anger, etc. I find that thinking about the lesser of the two [Hell] is so upsetting. Which brings me to my point of the urgency there is to spread the gospel. (to the christians—>) I am sure you have AT LEAST one friend who is a non-believer. We all do, I have a lot , it pains me to think that I have not shared enough of the word with them. If they are truly my friend, how much hate do I have in me to NOT share the word with them? To see them end up in a place like hell.
There are some who are craving the word and their creator, but they do not realize it. They have so much that is pushing them down that they don’t even realize the hand beside them trying to help them up. I applaud those who come to the Lord from a non-christian home. I believe it is something so beautiful and amazing to see them find Christ themselves and on their own.
So back to my point, sorry I got off on a rant. I find beauty in the end of things. I find it where not many people like to look because there is hurt and pain, but the beauty of death is that there is also life. Eternal life.