Isn’t it incredible that every single year God would remind us how beautiful it is to die?
What kindness is that?
It’s as if He’s saying, “Look here. See the majesty of the changing leaves? I’ve done all the work it requires to make something so unappealing into something so alluringly glorious. I invite you onto this path with Me. See how beautiful it is to die.”
But since when is death ever appealing? Since when did we ever see something start to die and exclaim, “Sign me up! I want that!”
We don’t live in a culture like that. We resist the masochism of mortifying our flesh and thereby forfeit the gain of the truest Life He has to offer.
