We didn’t spend big bucks on Mom’s casket. She would not have wanted that. Her casket was pretty, but cost far less than the $10,000 Cadillac model they showed us. It didn’t matter to her, or us, whether she laid in a $10,000 casket or a pine box. She wasn’t there. She was with Jesus.
The $10,000 casket was gorgeous. But, I wonder if families who bury their dead loved ones in those tombs are more concerned about appearances. Do they think their departed are better off looking good than someone in a pine box? Their final resting place is a hole in the ground. Both boxes decay. What’s left in both holes in the ground is a bunch of bones.
Don’t we all know folks consumed with appearances? We can probably name some church folks concerned more with how they look than the condition of their heart. Quick to judge those who don’t look and act like them. Paying careful attention to the outside, without considering the inside.
Jesus had harsh words for them in His day,
Woe to you, scribes and Pharisees, (the religious ones) hypocrites! For you are like whitewashed tombs which on the outside appear beautiful, but inside they are full of dead men’s bones. and all uncleanliness. Matthew 23:27 NASB
Some modern worship centers look more like mortuaries than sanctuaries. Full of dead mens’ bones. Their buildings are architectural masterpieces, but the Master is nowhere to be found. Members collect sacks full of canned goods, then get someone to deliver them to a homeless shelter, rather than mingle with the homeless. Ideas for growth get buried in committees. It all looks nice. Sounds good.
My mom looked beautiful in her casket. She was a godly woman and served her family, her friends, her community and her church faithfully all her life and I loved her dearly.
She is with Jesus today. But beneath that plot of dirt in our hometown cemetery, she’s worm food today. A pile of dead bones. Reminds me of some churches today.