Dying Man

At Darshen, a village on the southern rim of Mt. Dajhti, six headstones hover near the edge of an ancient ravine. Placed randomly by families for over three centuries, they look like the odd pieces to a chess set scattered among rocks and weeds. This high and open place affords the grave markers the first unbroken rays of the sun each new day and the brown clots of thick amber dusk each evening. A great place to view eternity villagers think.

Death has had its dirge for centuries from this spot. How fitting for the proverb, “wealth stops at the house, friends and relatives at the grave but good and bad deeds follow the dying man.”

Sarah and my work with the Muslims, in most respects, attempts to unite dying as a natural process of these earthly bodies with the always-living soul and spirit of eternity. These stone markers dabbed on a skyline puffy with clouds mark not the end of a journey, but a place of send off, a final breaking free from this encampment.

Our destiny is heaven. His plan for all mankind is heaven. But our relationship with God will play out in our journey with or without Him.

“There is a path before each person that seems right, but it ends in death.” Proverbs 16:25 (NLT)

It’s important to comprehend, however, only those who are prepared to die, are really only those who are ready to live!

Source: July 2001 Newsletter