Have you ever thought what it must be like passing from life to death? I’m in the middle of closing my dad’s estate, and sometimes I can get a little misty eyed. What began almost five years ago at his death is finally wrapping up. Dad really is gone. Actually, he really has arrived.
This parable has kept me focused on the reality of Dad’s passing out of my sight and into my future. The source of the parable is uncertain, but its truths are sure.
If you have ever grieved someone, you’ll find this story creates in your heart an excitement for eternity future and brings comfort until you get there.
I’m standing on the seashore. A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean. She’s an object of beauty and strength and I stand and watch her until, at length, she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sea and the sky come down to mingle with each other. And then I hear someone at my side saying, “There, she’s gone.”
Gone where? Gone from my sight, that is all. She is just as large in mast and hull and spar as she was when she left my side. And just as able to bear her load of living freight to the place of destination. Her diminished size is in me, not in her.
And just at the moment when someone at my side says, “There, she’s gone,” there are other eyes watching her coming, and there are other voices ready to take up the glad shout, “Here she comes!” And that is dying.
Passing from life to death
Of what might your “load of living freight” consist? Might it be the things of eternal value in which you have invested? Could it be the true person of the spirit that you have become—reflecting the image of Jesus?
Who are the “other voices ready to take up the glad shout, ‘Here she comes!'” as you near Heaven’s shore?
These thoughts bring joy to my heart. Have a great week, Susan
Your turn: What part of this parable touched your heart and why? I’d love to hear from you.
“Jesus likes it when we share.” -Adelaide, age 3: Pass this along to everybody and their brother. OK, maybe not everybody’s brother, but you know, all of your friends would be nice.
You’ll find Laurie Taylor helpful over at Grief Hope where she offers insights, education, and stories about grief and hope.