Death is always unexpected, even if you were expecting someone to die. Be it cancer or a car accident, death is always going to be hard to bear. It's always sad. I've concluded that there is no way to brace a heart for death. You can remind yourself daily of the mortality of man, or start thinking of life without a parent or friend, but when death actually comes to one we love, it still takes our breath away.
A lady whom I knew at my church died suddenly today. She went to sleep for a nap on her couch or bed and when she woke up she was in glory. We don't know why, scientifically, she died but she suffered from Muscular Dystrophy and had recently caught that nasty flu bug that is going around. We all have an hour appointed by the Father for us to leave this earth and her hour came today. When I found out this evening, I was stunned. I did not know her well but I knew her husband and family. They had moved away last year, so I didn't see them around church anymore.
Yet still, I am very saddened by her sudden death. Shocked is more like it. We have her funeral to plan this week at the church. Just had a memorial service for someone Saturday. And there will be more in the future, no doubt. For death may be unexpected but it is certain to affect us all, each and every one. There is no greater time than now to hold on to hope, and trust in the promises of God. Promises that death will one day itself die. Promises that the one who dies is Christ will live in the spirit even though he or she dies in the body. Promises that this lady and all others who die in Christ are dancing on streets of gold and drinking from springs so pure they put Ozarka to shame.
Hold on to hope.
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