Our God is the God of the living and not of the dead. If someone asks us about the meaning of life, we would have discovered that several of us have different opinions about this matter. For some life came by coincidence, an accidental phenomenon, or a some kind of an unknown cosmic blind force. For some, the life of mankind does not mean more than staying healthy or living longer. For other people, life is dynamism and motion, and everything that has renewal.
Renewal is the stamp of life.
Everything is renewed, but its essence remains. Others still, facing the painful and shameful reality of death, consider themselves existentialists. For them, life is fulfilled by self-indulgence unto the satiation of the desires. In the best cases, they may think of life as romantic, that is the love of money, literature and the arts. The reality of death, however, makes bitter all these conceptions, making them appear as solutions that do not save man, but rather anaesthetize him, as if man has at the end to just surrender to annihilation and death.