I’m not really a film buff, but I was saddened by the death of film critic Roger Ebert this week. How about you? I admire his bravery in not giving in to cancer. He kept working despite not being able to speak and not being able to eat. His life revolved around feeding tubes five times a day. Even so, he seemed to find a way around every obstacle.

I was reading some of his reflections on his life and illness, and I was upset when he was quoted as saying that we come from oblivion and we go to oblivion, and all that we have is this existence. I don’t believe that. I believe that we come from God, and we return to God. Merriam-Webster’s Collegiate Dictionary defines oblivion as “the condition or state of being forgotten or unknown.”

Psalm 139:13-17  reminds us that God made us.
“For thou didst form my inward parts,
thou didst knit me together in my mother’s womb.
Thou knowest me right well;
my frame was not hidden from thee,
when I was being made in secret,
intricately wrought in the depths of the earth.
in thy book were written, every one ofthem,
the days that were formed for me,
when as yet there was none of them.
How precious to me are thy thoughts, O God!”

Oblivion or life with an eternal God? You decide.