I always said I would like the epitaph on my grave to be “I told you I was sick”.  I am not sure that would be approved by the final disposers of my remains but it was a thought.  I like this one.  It is funny and a bit macabre but death has been turned into a joke by Christ.

Laugh to scorn the gloomy grave
And at death no longer tremble;
He, the Lord, who came to save
Will at last His own assemble.
They will go their Lord to meet,
Treading death beneath their feet.

This was the verse that Larry Harvala used in his moving words about the death of a Saint.  The sting of death is sin and the strength of sin is the Law but we have the victory through Christ.  The primary and ultimate fact about Larry and Bill Sharpe and Evelyn Allensworth and you and me was established by Christ and Calvary. You, we, are forgiven, made God’s holy child for Christ’s sake. That fact is as solid as
Christ and His victory was ours.

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