Life, Death, Resurrection: And The Two Destinies That Follow
"There are only two kinds of people in the end: those who say to God, ‘Thy will be done,’ and those to whom God says, in the end, ‘Thy will be done.’ All that are in Hell, choose it. Without that self-choice there could be no Hell." - C.S. Lewis (The Great Divorce)
What do you choose to be?
Not "what do you choose to believe", but "what do you choose to be?"
In matters of life and death, the issue is not about mere intellectual assent or rejection of certain doctrines about Christ; it is whether a person will finally surrender to the One who is Life itself, or insist on remaining the center of their own story.
The Christian claim is not "life after death" in some vague spiritual speculative sense. It is the resurrection of the body and the renewal of the entire created order. It's about far more than one person's destiny. Jesus does not say, "I am the guarantee that your soul will float off somewhere pleasant." He says...
"I am the resurrection and the life. Whoever believes in me, though he die, yet shall he live" (John 11:25)
And if His claim is not true, if Christ himself has not been raised, then our faith in His resurrection is futile and we are still in our sins. And we're still facing a future. A future of entropy for the Universe and ourselves. And no matter what you decide to believe, you will have to face it.
The question is not finally "What propositions do you assent to?" but "What will you be?" Will you be the kind of person who yields the center of the story, or the kind who clings to it?
Ultimately, it's not about doctrinal checklists. It's about freewill, and the direction of the will. In the end EVERY human being gets what he has most deeply chosen to be. Every human being, in the end, receives the kind of existence they want.
What are we choosing between?
Contrary to what the atheists believe, it's not about believing whether God is real or not. It's about the anxiety of fate and death, the anxiety of guilt and condemnation, and the anxiety of emptiness and meaninglessness. It's about anxiety.
Every minute of every human life is a matter of anxiety. And how we choose to cope with it.
Faith in Christ's redemption is the courage to affirm one’s own being granted to them from the Eternal Life-Giver, in spite of these threats that everyone faces. It is the courage to accept that one is accepted, even while the threat of non-being remains real. How we respond to that pressure is already a choice about what kind of existence we are willing to have.
The person who prefers eternal nothing is often trying to silence the anxiety of fate and death by embracing extinction (the atheist stance). Better to cease than to face judgment or endless responsibility. They cannot cope essentially. Can't cope with the idea that some will suffer eternal consequences and some won't. So extinction becomes the preferred horizon.This person is insisting on remaining the center of the story and is trying to master the anxiety of guilt and meaninglessness by self-justification, self-determination, and self-definition.
The Christian claim cuts across all of this. Against the anxiety of fate and death stands the risen Jesus. Against the anxiety of guilt and condemnation stands the cross. Against the anxiety of emptiness and meaninglessness stands reunion, friendship with the living God, eternal forgiveness. The meaning of life is not invented; it is received. This is not first a matter of ideas; it is a matter of the will. It is existential and volitional.
In the end, every human being receives the kind of existence they have most deeply chosen. The anxiety is real. The coping is real. The destinies that follow are also real.
What do you choose to be?
As for me?
And my house?
We shall love the Lord God Almighty.
P.S.
I'm writing on this today not merely as a devotional practice, but for personal reasons. Today we'll inter the cremains of our son "Drew" at our family tree. And I'm reflecting on his life and his choices.
He, like all of us, followed his own path, his own dreams, and made up his own mind. I was there, very there, when he made his ultimate decision. And that moment has deeply touched my soul.
His final word on the anxiety I spoke about earlier was, "okay, pull the plug". With self-determination, and realization, he wanted the effort at delaying the inevitable to stop. It wasn't that he wanted it to work out this way in the end, but he wanted to make the choice and we wanted that for him.
Did he give up hope?
I don't believe so.
Because I know his hope is eternal. I know Drew had faith in the eternal destiny found in the One true God. And so, Drew chose to cling to life, not death. He chose the embrace of the King, not "extinction". And he continued to chose his own path.
When we talked later, I asked Drew if he could share one memory from his life that gave him the greatest joy. He thought for a good long time, and then he said, "mom asked me to pick Tara up at school" (after one of her dance lessons that she hated).
And we're like, "okay?"
And he continued, "and she (Tara, his little sister) spotted me, she shouted "DREW!" and came running into my arms."
I have to admit I choked up and chuckled at the same time. It's those little moments of human love that only children can give that have the most profound sense of joy in our lives. I totally get why he would choose to remember that as his fondest moment. And if you know Drew at all, you know how difficult it was for him to share that emotion. I'm glad he did. He blessed his mom and me and we will always remember that about him.
God bless you Drew. See you on the other side.