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Good Friday.

Looking at my family’s fifty-plus-year-old home movies, I frequently notice one thing about my parents’ eyes. They see joy before them in the seven of us. They are consistently, and I dare say insistently, smiling. It rubbed off on the kids. We are all smiling.

It’s a comfort to look at these old films in light of my mom and dad going to be with The Lord some thirty years ago. When I review those clips, all I can think of is diapers, gas in the car, home mortgages, the checkbook and the food budget for a family of nine. I don’t know how they did it. 

It occurred to me that someone always “dies” for someone on this earth, even if to an orphan it’s the very act of the mom just giving birth and no more. Most have faired better. Most of us have had people who sacrificed for us. Even in baseball, players get to be the beneficiary of a “sacrifice bunt.” 

Although old Brownie Camera movies don’t have sound, I see how God wrote a speechless script through my parents, siblings, relatives and friends.

Who has died for you? Who put himself or herself second so you could be first?

Every once in a while, I hear someone claim that they had to make it on their own; that they are the proverbial “self-made man.” I never believe it. I think they are like history revisionists who rewrite the past to suit the currents of opinion. Someone, or some people if you’re really lucky, died that you might live.

So, the obvious question is: “Who are you dying for?” Usually, this is a moment-by-moment thing. At other times, it’s longer range. Why does death always precede life when we grew up thinking that death follows life? 

Scripture says that Jesus is life and that life is the light of men. He specifically came to show us that “giving is living and living is giving” – that’s the “as it is in heaven, let it be done on earth” of His teaching. No life really comes out of selfishness. Life breeds life and life always comes out of giving, always out of dying to ourselves.

Life only ends in death when one doesn’t believe in resurrection.

Whenever I want to see life in action, I’m going to be like a football coach and review the films. I’ll see the “joy that was before their eyes” has become the me, my siblings and all of our offspring a half century later who learned that life has been resurrected out of their respective deaths. What a witness!

Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles. And let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us, fixing our eyes on Jesus, the pioneer and perfecter of faith. For the joy set before him he endured the cross… Hebrews 12:2,3

BELOW: MY SMILING MOM, LUCY, HOLDING ME 57 YEARS AGO. ME, HOLDING MY GRANDKIDS, YESTERDAY. 

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