I am intrigued by cemeteries. The intrigue is not so much in the gravestones or the cemeteries themselves; the intrigue is in the story of the person’s name carved into the marker. The stones all represent a story of someone created in the image of God. What legacy did they leave? Who did they impact? Did they waste their life or was the world made better by their influence? The memorials remind us of the fragility and brevity of life. Life is a vapor: it’s here for a while and then it’s gone. And while each one of us is appointed to lie in the ground under one of these stones, those who put their faith and trust in Jesus Christ, “though he were dead, yet shall he live” (John 11:25).































