A family’s tears flow. All have gathered around a
casket in which the earthly remains of a dear loved one rest. A life on
earth
has ended. There is a feeling of sadness in the air.
I
like happy endings. Most of the time, when I watch a
movie, TV show or play, I want a happy ending. I want the guy to get
the girl
(or vice versa). I like the long shot to win. I much prefer it when the
bad guy
loses, and the wounded, bloodied hero walks wearily away, victorious. I
usually
want to be entertained and to escape from all the unhappiness and pain
that is
in the world. I know there is a time for “Romeo and
Juliet,” but usually I
would prefer a “You’ve Got Mail”; there
is a time for “Macbeth,” but I often
prefer an “Air Force One.” You get the idea.
Even
in the real world, I like happy endings. I love to
see a boy and a girl who are allowing love to grow between them. I love
to turn
a young couple around to face an audience, and to, for the first time,
declare
them as “Mr. and Mrs.” It thrills me to see a
couple in their twilight years
that meant it when they said, “I do.” However,
there are so many times in real
life when there is no happy ending. Often, the boy doesn’t
get the girl, the
underdog loses, and the bad guys seem to win. and the would-be hero is
defeated.
I
do know, however, that there is a happy ending
promised to those who are God’s. When the last breath is
drawn, this person
begins a victorious march into eternity. Whatever “unhappy
endings” we may have
found in life will fade away into an ultimate happy ending.
A
family’s tears flow. There is a feeling of sadness in
the air. It is not for the departed one. It is sadness for the living
who have
been left behind. “Blessed are the dead which die in the
Lord…” Actually, the
family knows this loved one has won the final battle, and has been
victorious
in Jesus. I like happy endings!