COVID has captured another of our friends and he is now in the presence of God. As we try to make sense of the darkness of this disease, it’s hard to imagine how it affects so many of us. Words seem pointless for they can’t begin to bring healing in the time of grief. Even the confidence we have in life after death for those who believe in God, there is and will always be an empty place at the dinner table – not having that special person to travel with through life – the joys and memories to be shared of years of committment to each other. For the Christian, there’s the ocnfidence and hope of a new and perfect life beyond the grave. We long for that place as we trudge through the darkness of this one, but the sting of death is still very real.
Time may take away the pain that we experience at first, but the loss of someone dear never really goes away. It has been branded into our heart, Eventually the good memories will take the place of reality, but in the meantime, we’re often left alone in our mourning. Those who grieve with the bereaved may not have the words of comfort they need at the moment. Nothing seems to console or give peace, unless you know that this ending leads to a whole new beginning.
God’s Word is filled with words of comfort. They sustain us when well intentioned words from friends and family fail.
“For I know that my Redeemer lives,
and at the last he will stand upon the earth
And after my skin has been thus destroyed,
yet in my flesh I shall see God,
whom I shall see for myself,
and my eyes shall behold, and not another.
My heart faints within me!”