When you go to the grave you don’t get up again

I love talking with people close to death about death.

[Visit with 98 year old in hospital]
[After some length of conversation where I am not quite sure whether we are both working on the same plane of reality]

98 yo – I’m going to die
Me – What do you think about that?

98 yo – [laughs wryly] Well what do you think of [starts using some German phrase about heaven]?
Me – Blah, blah, blah, God of life, blah, blah, blah Jesus is greater than death, blah, blah, blah.

98 yo – In the Bible there is the cross, the grave, then what?
Me – That is a good question.

98 yo – [Laughs] Well?
Me – We believe that [stumbles over some affirmation of the resurrection]

98 yo – Does the Bible say that?
Me – Yes it does.

98 yo – [Pause, turns deadly serious and looks at me] NO. When you go to the grave you don’t get up again. [another pause] What do you say about that?
Me – I think we are asked to love while we are alive and then let go.

98 yo – You are right.

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