November 22, 2008⏤Death, o Death Where is thy sting?

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Saturday, November 22, 2008Death O Death where is thy sting?

I just received word that a friend’s friend lost her battle with illness. Even as I type those words I find them contradictory. Why, because this woman knows the Lord. I say that in the present tense - because she is in the most present tense of present tenses!

O Death where is thy sting? The sting of death is sin. This woman through her confession of faith in the one and only triune God - Father, Son, and Holy Spirit - is washed clean of sin. The one sin preventing us from entering the gates of Heaven - that sin of Unbelief.

I am thankful that I have been able to be involved in the prayers for this woman. I am thankful that I have asked God to allow her to be healed. I am thankful that I know that she is a believer. But most of all, I am thankful that at this point in time - upon hearing what others who don't know Him might consider a tragedy (husband left with children) - I know that God Triumphs and He will handle all the details.

There is a song I have been listening to... sorry don't know author, artist, or title - but love these words about dying:

I don't know if there are harps in heaven, or the process of getting your wings, and I don't know if there is a light in a tunnel or any of those things. But I do know to be absent from this body is to be present with the LORD. And from what I know of Him, that must be Very Good.

And really... isn't that what we are all waiting for. Death. It comes. It is for sure. We don't know how or when. But it comes. And living life unafraid of the one thing that is for sure - certainly makes life worth LIVING. By not being afraid of dying - we can truly live.

I too don't know for sure all of the things that will come in the future. I have ideas, thoughts, considerations - but I would not stack them into the ABSOLUTELY certain box. Angels? I know they're here. Heaven? I know it exists. Me? What will I be after I am no longer with this body? Suppositions, thoughts, intrigues... yes! But absolutes? Like the song says: To be absent from this body is to be present with the LORD. And from what I know of Him - that must be VERY GOOD!

Death O Death where is thy sting?
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