The day of Resurrection

I've been to a lot of funerals lately - eight since June.  Funerals really make me think about my life - do I live the kind of life to justify the things I hope would be said about me?  I have learned some really incredible things about the people I went to celebrate - things they did silently and hoped to be anonymous, but were noticed and appreciated by someone.

My best friend died for me a long time ago, but the Good News is that He lives!  He defeated death and is going to help me defeat death someday.  That is what makes all these funerals I've been to bearable.  While these people are missing from my life, I know it isn't forever.  I am so happy that Jesus Christ is my best friend.

On that subject - I feel in our society we take on what we believe a best friend should be and apply it to our Saviour.  Although he is our best friend, we need to approach him with reverence and awe - this best friend is God after all.  He is holy - we are not.  He is perfect - we are not.  He defeated death - we did not.  He can save us - we can't do that.

This morning I sang great masterpieces from Bach, Beethoven, Handel... all celebrating the risen Saviour.  My best friend.  Here's the cool part... Jesus can be your best friend, too.  All you have to do is ask Him and believe.