Is death a portal or a door
into heaven or to hell;
or the journey’s starting point
where value, purpose start to jell?
Adam and Eve desired their freedom,
though they had it all the while;
chose to interact with evil
got ’em banished and defiled.
God made them in His image,
but they wanted more than that,
they wanted to be like Him
and broke His only caveat.
Walking with Him was intended,
what we all were made to do;
but Satan lied, deceived them,
they believed his worldly view.
So community was broken
when they took that awful bite,
death entered God’s creation,
not forever, a respite.
Fatal was the nibble,
the punishment matched the sin,
walking by sight got them in trouble,
the apple seemed okay to them.
How does evil seem to fool us,
don’t we consider every word
or too busy in the moment,
our moral vision too easily blurred;
the Bite was transcendental,
corrupting behavior, how we think;
Eden’s garden now a graveyard,
filled with tombstones, near the brink.
For some dying’s nearly regal,
you close your eyes you’re at your end,
and you blink and you’re in glory
along with Jesus, angels, friends.
But not just a’portal to forever;
it’s a way to strive and be,
it’s the pathway to the present,
starting point for joy and peace.
Jesus, the way, the destination,
the road that’s narrow still,
but He’s walking ‘long beside us,
hasn’t left us, never will.
So the future hasn’t happened
and the past is but a blip,
it’s the now where we should focus,
live and love, enjoy the trip.