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Mourning in the Morning


I hate waking up to tears in my eyes.  To knowing that God has taken another wonderful person out of this world.  It is just so hard to look at beautiful and wonderful people and watch them suffer and pass away.  It is hard to see the suffering of the family and the friends and know that there is very little that you can do to help them.  It is hard to BE those family and friends suffering.  It hurts, it is hard to come to terms with.  You see people that leave behind families and children, young children even that will be growing up without a mom.  You question.  I know I do.  I question everything.  Mostly, I question God.  I ask over and over again why did He choose that person and that time? 

But inevitably it comes back to the fact that all have sinned and fallen short of the glory of God and that the wages of sin IS death.  Not that the person was a sinner (look at babies), but the world is a sinful place and the wages of that sin IS death.  We live in a fallen world and it is a sinful world.  It shouldn’t take anything to convince you of that.  Therefore, when people die, it is because the choices of our forefathers, Adam and Eve.  They knew that they would die if they ate of a specific tree, and they still chose to do so.  That doesn’t help to ease the blow though.  Especially when people die of a sickness that you believe that God could have cured.  It doesn’t ease the blow to know that a beautiful person is out of your life and the lives of those that loved them.  It doesn’t help to know that everyone is going to die at sometime.  And sometimes, that time is inopportune or the death is brutal.

What is beautiful about death?  The one thing that is very beautiful about death is that the Lord can be glorified.  If the deceased had chosen to follow the Lord, then they are now with Jesus, they are living a life with the Lord.  They are no longer in pain, they are no longer suffering, they are no longer having any health issues or drama that they don’t understand.  They just needed to ask for forgiveness and live for Jesus.  Ask for Jesus (if you want more information on this, please go to http://amcoffeetalk.blogspot.com/2011/06/limited-time-offer.html ). 

Death is inevitable, but our comfort and our peace can come through the Lord.  When Lazarus had died in the Bible, his sisters were wailing.  They were mourning.  They were able to blame Jesus because He didn’t get there in time to save their sister, His friend.  Jesus was sad, but he went into the tomb and resurrected Lazarus.  Friends, we have that same hope and that same joy to think about.  We can and will be reunited because the Lord has resurrected the person that passed away, resurrected their spirit to come and live with Him.  We will be joining them some day.  The Lord hurts with us.  Read John 11 today.  Know that Jesus was hurting with His friends.  He wanted to go and help them, he wanted to save Lazarus, but in order for the Lord to be glorified, he had to let Lazarus pass away. 

So instead of blaming God, lets thank God.  Lets thank Him that he has taken that person to live a better life than we could ever imagine.  Lets thank Him that the person we mourn, although not here with us now, is glorifying God.  Lets use their life to glorify God and make sure that we are living a life that is pleasing to Him also.  So for those of you out there that are mourning, as I am today, I pray that you will be able to live and love better today because that person.  That you honor their memory and that you glorify the Lord in all that you can do and say.   If the deceased didn’t choose to live for the Lord, you can still glorify the Lord by choosing to live for him now.  Choosing to not let another soul be lost to Hell.  Honoring the lost by saving the living. 

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