Today
is six months to the day since Susan went to Heaven. I’m compelled to record
some thoughts that have been swirling in mind for the past while. I’ve visited her
grave three times so far. I went once in August when the patch of sod was still
sub-green and uneven, clearly outlining her exact burial place. I went again
around October and found a pristine lawn with no headstone yet and only vague
landmarks, so I could only guess where her body lay exactly.
A
few days before Christmas, I received word from Rose Hills that her marker had
been placed. I went there Christmas Day along with thousands of others attending
their loved ones and found her grave easily. Our spot is secluded and quiet. Susan's marker looks just like I’d hoped – simple, lovely, and hopeful. That was her
style. John 20:31 says, “But these are written that you may believe that Jesus
is the Messiah, the Son of God, and that by believing you may have life in his
name.” That verse summarizes Susan’s and my desire that, having received such
grace from God for hard circumstances, our experience and response would lead
others to this precious faith.
"Life in his name” on Susan’s headstone is God’s eternal Word for his people. "Life in his name” takes root as we live in relationship with him for our days on the earth. "Life in his name” infuses our dying through the power of the cross so death
becomes a bitter but hope-filled parting for those we leave behind and a launch
pad to heaven for us. And since his name is I AM (and I will be with you), "life in his name” forecasts our life without end, where with time and
sin and death removed from our experience, we will be alive with the Lord
forever. I sure wonder what that's like in heaven. Susan used to and no longer does.
I
like the fact that her stone quietly screams “life in his name” from the grass right there over the bodies of Susan and thousands of others. It mocks the silence of death. It proclaims
there’s more. It recalls the one who exchanged his life for ours in his dying and then reversed death for all with resurrection power. And since we know that life in his name is our
choice and we also know whether we’ve chosen it or not, it urges a response from the
living while we still have today. I hope you believe in Jesus Christ and have life in his name, because we're all destined for the dust. As weird as it sounds, there's a way to welcome that day. As my favorite Iowa-bred preacher says, God does
his best work in graveyards.