To Be Remembered

Whether we realize it or not, the one thing that every human being shares in common is that we want to be remembered. You look at the universal fear of death, and the few cultures where it is absent, and the main difference is how they choose to look at death. For the general populous, it is the end, your life is over, and the best you can do is to be remembered by family and loved ones. But for those few, those very few, death is a glorious thing, something to be honoured and respected.

I again preached my message on joy tonight in Lami. Something struck me about one of the quotes I use in there differently than it has before, however. It is a quote referring to how we choose to live our life. Would we rather be a used, beaten piece of metal that has seen plenty of use, or would we be thrown away brand new, wondering why the world doesn’t bend itself to make us happy. These questions, I think, are valid and should be explored by every human.

Ultimately, it raises the question that is a little closer to home. As Christians, are we doing the best we possibly can to fight for what we believe in? Just like the question I posed to the youth on Saturday night, are we a nation of warriors, or a corporate headquarters? Which do we function as, and what would we like to function as? My answer? We need to start training as warriors, and breeding warriors in turn. People who fight mightily for the cause that we follow.

Ephesians 6:12-13 For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms. Therefore put on the full armour of God, so that when the day of evil comes, you may be able to stand your ground, and after you have done everything, to stand.

To follow that means to be remembered.