Sometimes, even I can’t make sense of life. Or loss of life, I should say. I shake my head, I pray, I mourn. As a minister, I know the answer – it is the process of it all that can be incomprehensible.
In the last few weeks, our large church family lost three members, stalwarts in the faith, crazy amazing testimonies, true love of God and family and church.
A woman who was part of the church for 25+ years, died from covid complications.
A man who had a large company used his money to literally go into all the world and preach the Gospel, died from a long battle with cancer.
A man with a large family, successful in all aspects, children in ministry, died from complications from a heart transplant.
Everyone dies. But these great people died well, in the faith, never sacrificing their beliefs. These three faith heroes died hard deaths. I cannot imagine what they must have gone through. During their lives they had kairos moments, they had joy, they had disappointments, they had a church family that loved and respected them. Ultimately, they found their Lord and Savior waiting with open arms despite all of the pain and sorrow of dying: “I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith.” [2Tim 4:7]
I can only imagine it. But to address my first sentence, there really is much sense to this.
There is no partiality with God. Rich or poor, the sting of death is equal.
Because of the fall of Man, we will have disease and sickness.
And if you accept Jesus, Heaven will be your home, pain and sorrow free. That makes the process of LIFE an adventure and precious…and every moment counts. This life is our path to Him, and our chosen Eternity: “For whoever calls on the name of the Lord shall be saved.” [Romans 10:13]