“When I saw you laying in that hospital bed, it really felt like I was watching your funeral!”

That’s something a good friend of mine said to me a few weeks after I left the hospital and it led me to start asking myself:

“Did the people at this “funeral” really and truly know the person laying in that bed?”

The more time I spent trying to answer this question, the more I realized how strikingly different my actions and attitudes were from the Christian man I claimed to be and the Christian faith most of the people at this “funeral” probably thought I had.

You see, I always said that I fully trusted God but was really trying to do most things on my own. I don’t think I’d ever made a decision to fully surrender everything to Him but had always been very careful with what I’d chose to give up. But the amazing and incredible thing is that even despite this, God hadn’t given up on me yet! He still loved me. He forgave me and He started changing my heart.

God would soon begin to teach me a brand new way to live. It was one much different than my former way of living and one I believe is much closer to what God desires for everyone who calls themselves a Christian.

It’s one where we’re called to die to ourselves and live for Him - so I guess you might say it’s a way of living where we should be having something like a funeral every day!


“For whoever would save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for my sake and the gospel's will save it.”  Mark 8:35