A "green room" is defined as "a room in a theatre or studio in which performers can relax when they are not performing." It is a place to hang out and rest with comforts and amenities provided. Before the show there is a palpable sense of excitement complete with some nerves. For musicians and actors it is the final moment before displaying the culmination of hard work to do the thing they have worked towards their entire lives. I have met with people to pray before a church service in a "green room" of sorts, and there was no dread in the air but expectancy God would work and whatever God does is amazing.
For Christians, death beds are similar to a green room. Instead of sitting on plush or comfortable furniture, those preparing to depart this world lie upon stark hospital beds. These rooms are not located adjacent a world-famous auditorium but in living rooms, trailers, hospice and aged-care facilities. There is no murmuring of the adoring fans gathering in the hall but the whirr and beeping of medical equipment and the hushed tones of a visitor or two. Instead of rehearsing lines or riffs scripture is read aloud, prayers are offered, and tears are shed. There is no set hour for departure from this spiritual green room, but at the hour only known by God the graduation to glory occurs in an instant.
I remember visiting my Grandad after he had a stroke and seeing a friend in intensive care who was in an induced coma after contracting flesh-eating bacteria. I held my aunt's hand as she drifted out of consciousness in her living room and sang songs around my Grandmother before her passing surrounded by family. In these largely quiet and always sacred moments these dear souls had little physical movement besides the drawing of breath, but I am convinced they eagerly awaited release from the body to enter into the joy of the LORD. In my mind's eye I seem them sitting next to me as I spend a few last moments looking at their tired bodies, and they are on the edge of their seat ready to be ushered by angels into God's presence.
Does the song of your heart echo the words of the Johnny Cash song? "Let us labour for the Master from the dawn till setting sun, let us talk of all His wondrous love and care, then when all of life is over, and our work on earth is done, and the roll is called up yonder, I'll be there." The only way any of us will leave this earthly green room and enter the presence of the LORD is by faith in Jesus Christ. No one earns the right to be a child of God by their own efforts, and there is no curtain call for applause from men. At the appointed time we will all be freed from the husk of these failing bodies and into heaven, or be shackled and cast into outer darkness and eternal torment. For those dead in sins it is like awaiting a second death, but the "green room" experience is one of exhilaration because Christians were born again for the moment to be called up on stage for life everlasting.
For Christians, death beds are similar to a green room. Instead of sitting on plush or comfortable furniture, those preparing to depart this world lie upon stark hospital beds. These rooms are not located adjacent a world-famous auditorium but in living rooms, trailers, hospice and aged-care facilities. There is no murmuring of the adoring fans gathering in the hall but the whirr and beeping of medical equipment and the hushed tones of a visitor or two. Instead of rehearsing lines or riffs scripture is read aloud, prayers are offered, and tears are shed. There is no set hour for departure from this spiritual green room, but at the hour only known by God the graduation to glory occurs in an instant.
I remember visiting my Grandad after he had a stroke and seeing a friend in intensive care who was in an induced coma after contracting flesh-eating bacteria. I held my aunt's hand as she drifted out of consciousness in her living room and sang songs around my Grandmother before her passing surrounded by family. In these largely quiet and always sacred moments these dear souls had little physical movement besides the drawing of breath, but I am convinced they eagerly awaited release from the body to enter into the joy of the LORD. In my mind's eye I seem them sitting next to me as I spend a few last moments looking at their tired bodies, and they are on the edge of their seat ready to be ushered by angels into God's presence.
Does the song of your heart echo the words of the Johnny Cash song? "Let us labour for the Master from the dawn till setting sun, let us talk of all His wondrous love and care, then when all of life is over, and our work on earth is done, and the roll is called up yonder, I'll be there." The only way any of us will leave this earthly green room and enter the presence of the LORD is by faith in Jesus Christ. No one earns the right to be a child of God by their own efforts, and there is no curtain call for applause from men. At the appointed time we will all be freed from the husk of these failing bodies and into heaven, or be shackled and cast into outer darkness and eternal torment. For those dead in sins it is like awaiting a second death, but the "green room" experience is one of exhilaration because Christians were born again for the moment to be called up on stage for life everlasting.