Death stinks, at least for those of us left behind.
This weekend we attended our friend Don’s funeral, who died at home of cancer this past Monday. It was heart wrenching to see a son so sad and laden with grief, his widow in shock. What were their last words to each other? Was there much dialogue at all? Don told his family that he was dying just a few days prior, but how did he know the end was so near?
There are so many questions and so few answers. Death is such a mystery. Yet, we know that God will be with Don’s family in their shock, confusion, and grief. How do we know? Because Jesus told us that He would be with us always (Matthew 28:20). In the midst of all the pain and sadness, that’s perhaps the most comforting part—that He’ll be there with us, no matter what.
Copyright © 2015 by Theresa M. Williams