Death, where is your sting?

This is a difficult writing that I am attempting. In fact, I thought the words would just flow, but they aren't. The thoughts in my head are coming from every different direction and I am struggling with being able to organize them into a meaningful writing. So, if this seems as though I am rambling, please excuse that. I want to make the message clear, but that really isn't my job. My job is to be obedient and write even when it isn't really sounding all eloquent and precise.

So, in light of that explanation and until further clarity of mind comes, this is what I have:


As I sit thinking about the sudden loss of a woman this past week, I keep hearing God telling me that he knew all along. He knew before the beginning of time that on Friday morning at around 11:30, someone would be turning left into the mall and that would be the end of life on this earth.

It is painful for us who remain to go through the loss of a loved one. It is especially difficult when there was no time to prepare for such a change. But really, God was preparing this all along. God gave the family a wonderful vacation in England this past year. They were together seeing things that will forever be in their mind's eye. Precious moments that I am sure at the time didn't seem as special as they do now. That was a precious gift.

We do have a blessed hope in knowing that this life is not the final chapter.  In fact, in Christ, there is no final chapter. We have the hope of eternity when we put our faith in Jesus.  When Jesus rose from the grave, he put death to death. In that, we have great hope of eternity with him.