If I hear of one more person dying, I think I’m going to lose it. Death is tragic. Death is an enemy. Death is the result of a fallen, sinful world. Jesus cried because of death (What do you know? Me, too). One of my high school basketball coaches died on Saturday. He was a great guy who loved Jesus, adored his family, and lived out his faith. As a Christian, he had hope, something to look forward to. Not everyone one has that. But, death doesn’t win. Jesus wins. “Where, O death, is your victory? Where, O death, is your sting? The sting of death is sin, and the power of sin is the law. But thanks be to God! He gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ” (1 Corinthians 15: 55-57). A beautiful verse for tumultuous times.
Hope. Hope in the midst of turmoil. Hope: the return of Christ. “He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order or things has passed away” (Revelation 21:4).
Here’s a final reminder from This is My Father’s World: “O let me ne’er forget that though the wrong seems oft so strong, God is the ruler yet.”
