Being young and somewhat shaded from death, I breeze past these words in the Creed oftentimes without a second thought. I do believe in the resurrection of the body and the life everlasting, even though I can’t begin to fathom what that really entails and I don’t even spend mental energy imagining it. Until someone I know dies in the Lord, and then I remember. And I am glad for the hope of the gospel.
With the Saints give rest, O Christ, to the soul of Your servant, George, where there is no pain, nor sorrow, nor suffering, but life everlasting.
If you are reading this, please pray for my friends Meadow and Jon, their brother Philip and their parents John and Nora, as Nora\’s sweet father passed away this morning.
I know how you feel. We said the Apostle’s creed at the graveside of my 92-year-old grandfather in July and that part finally had real meaning for me.
amen.
i lit a candle in honor of my grandfather’s birthday yesterday. he would have been 88 years old.
Amen.