Take any family. Any family you pick at random will have some sort of disease that seems to be prevalent throughout generations. Whenever you fill out those medical forms (or maybe your parents are the ones filling them out) you have to check all the illnesses that any of your relatives have had in the past. I always let out a big *sigh* when I have to start making my checks on that list. It’s always so depressing. You have to start thinking of all the people you love that have either passed away or have struggled with something, not always the most encouraging activity.
What I have come to think about more often is how fragile we are. Let’s not even get into the emotional side of that statement, but think purely of the physical aspect of it. I know I’m not exactly old, but sometimes my neck hurts when I fall asleep in my recliner at home. I wake up and it hurts to look to the left and I end up having to turn my whole upper body in attempt to check from traffic pulling out of the apartment complex and the person in the car next to me thinks I’m some sort of robot… well, I digress.
1 Corinthians 15:51ff (the ff just means the following verses), talks about how fragile our bodies are in their current state. We are “perishable” and “mortal” in the words of Paul the Apostle who wrote the book. But when Jesus comes back… in a split second… any moment… we will be changed. To me, that is the most beautiful statement that has ever been penned by mankind (sure the writer was inspired by God, but still… it’s awesome). I will no longer have this body that is breaking down, that feels pain, or gets tired from running a single mile on the elliptical at the gym. My present body will be changed and I will live forever, at home, with my God. Im pretty excited about going home.