I must confess that I had been feeling a little bit low and stressed out recently. Sometimes things in life didn’t work out as planned, sometimes life threw up unpleasant surprises at you, but when I stood in front of the mountains of bones, it suddenly came to my mind that death was the same destination for us all, and in front of death, none of the ups and downs in our life were that important! Rich or poor, talented or not, whatever skin colour, whatever race, in front of death, we were all equal…………loss or gain, it didn’t matter so much in front of death…………..
Then I lifted my head and saw the crucified Christ on the cross in this bone chapel! Aren’t we all laid bare in front of our creator, stripped off all our masks, just the same as these skeletons? He knows all our fears, all our struggles, our past, our present, and he is in charge of our future! In the face of death, he is RISEN, and there is hope, there is victory, there is life for us! I suddenly felt a heavy load had been lifted off my mind, I felt an inner peace, I felt content, I stopped dwelling on the past, or being obsessed with the future, I felt I was living in the present, I felt truly alive…..