World Cup Final – Death
July 23, 2014
Okay, so
maybe it’s a stretch to combine the end of the World Cup with death, but it
seemed good to have three essays in a group about the World Cup, so go with me
for a minute or two and I will get there!
My family
and I are heading to Michigan next week for our annual pilgrimage to visit my
parents, siblings and their children. It
is a trip we have made many times over the past 30 years that my wife and I
have lived in Dubuque. It has
consistently been one of the highlights of my children’s lives. But this year, the trip has a slightly different
color to it.
Last
January, my father’s mother – my grandmother – passed away. She was 99 and thanks to the care of her
daughter and son-in-law, she had been able to live in her two homes, one in
Michigan and one in Florida up to her passing.
As many family members are either still in Michigan or often travel
there during the summer, the decision was made to have a memorial service in
Michigan in July rather than trying to get everyone down to Florida in
January. Saturday will be my grandmother’s
memorial service. As I told people about
our upcoming trip and the fact that it would end with the memorial, people would
naturally say, “Oh, I’m sorry about your grandmother.” To which I would typically reply, “Thanks,
but she was 99. At least no one will be
saying, ‘It’s such a shame she died so young.’”
Of course, I
was just trying to diffuse any tension – no one likes to talk about death. But the truth is death is never right. As people, we are never comfortable with
death and even when our 99 year old grandparents pass, we wish that they could
be with us just a little longer. We want
things to stay the same.
At the other
end of the spectrum, my daughter, who teaches violin lessons, had one of her
young students not show up for a lesson last week. The family had recently gotten a puppy which
was only four months old. It was
discovered that the puppy had an untreatable internal organ condition and they
had to put it down. They had only had
the puppy for a couple weeks, not 99 years.
And anyone can tell you that there are lots of dogs that need homes, so
they can easily get another. Anyone can
tell me that my grandmother was 99 years old and had lived a great life. But death is never right. We want things to stay the same.
But things
don’t stay the same. And when
circumstances change, we are faced with the reality that no matter how much we
want to be in control or think that we are in control or work to be in control –
we are not in control. The ultimate
evidence of this is death. But we face
all kinds of “death” experiences, when our hopes and expectations are changed
by circumstances outside our control.
The entire
nation of Brazil had a “death” experience in the semi-finals of the recently
completed World Cup (I told you I would get back to the Cup!). The host nation with a glorious soccer
history losing in embarrassing fashion to Germany. Brazil’s worst defeat ever at the worst
possible time. Those who follow this
event could almost hear the collective voice of the stunned Brazilians crying, “It’s
not supposed to be this way!” But the scene
of weeping children, and not a few adults, in their beloved national team’s
jersey was repeated just a few days later except this time the children were
wearing Argentine jerseys. In the World
Cup, only one team doesn’t “die.” Spain
and England had their death experience early.
Brazil and Argentina had theirs late.
Only Germany didn’t – this time.
And we have
these death experiences in so many ways.
I have a friend whose wife was diagnosed with cancer. While
the battle continues, he has struggles with all kinds of issues related to this
situation which he can’t control. He told
me one story of a young relative of his who was trying to comfort him and said
to him, “She’s going to be okay.” These
are fairly common words in situations like this. I think they reveal what our real hopes
are. Translated, I think these word
mean, “Everything is going to go back to being the way it was before.” We so much want things to stay the same.
My Christian
world view is not surprised by this. We
were created to be eternal as was the world.
There was this really nice garden with everything that people needed to
be content and satisfied. Everything was
meant to be the same forever. Death and
all its related complications were the consequence of people rebelling against
the perfect order that God had created for us to enjoy.
Some people ridicule
this idea by taking it too literally and saying things like, “I would have
gotten bored living in a place like that.”
And “People can’t be content in a place with no challenges like that.” They imagine gardens that they know and the
whole idea doesn’t make sense to them. I
understand that but the promise of the garden isn’t about the physical
garden. The promise of the garden is
that things never changed. It wasn’t
just about food and drink and peace and being naked without shame – although those
are all good things that most people want.
It was about a much deeper need that people have. A need for things to be in control, predictable
- for there to be no death. We can’t
imagine it. We can only know that we
know that death is never right. We know
it isn’t right because even when our 99 year old grandmother’s pass after living
relatively healthy lives in their own homes.
We wish things could go back to the way they were before.
I mentioned
the promise of the garden because I believe it to be a promise of restoration
which God has given to all people. As I go
to my grandmother’s memorial, I will be more thankful than usual for scriptures
such as:
“I
am the resurrection and the life. He who
believes in me will live even though he dies; and whoever lives and believes in
me will never die.” (John 11:25)
“God,
who has saved us and called us to a holy life, not because of anything we have
done but because of his own purpose and grace.
This grace was given us in Christ Jesus before the beginning of time,
but it has now been revealed through the appearing of our Savior, Christ Jesus
who has destroyed death and brought life and immortality to light through the
gospel.” (2Tim 1:9,10)
Death in little forms and in the ultimate form is a billions times
proven reality for all people. I am
grateful to be aware of one who has destroyed death and given me the promise of
the restored garden where there will be no more death. There is no other solution to this problem.