The only comforting words in times of grief are the words of God. So today, as my family grieves the loss of another loved one, I offer only His words for they are the only words that matter.
You formed her inward parts; you knitted her together in her mother’s womb. I praise you, for she was fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well. Her frame was not hidden from you, when she was being made in secret, intricately woven in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw her unformed substance; in your book were written, every one of them, the days that were formed for her, when as yet there was none of them (Psalm 139:13-16).
And because her death did not surprise God, and I know she loved Jesus with her whole heart, I do not grieve like the rest of mankind, who have no hope. For I believe that Jesus died and rose again, and so I believe that God will bring with Jesus those who have fallen asleep in him (1 Thessalonians 4:14). Including her.
And as I wait for that glorious day of Jesus’ return, when those who live in Him will be reunited with those who died in Him to forever worship Him, I offer praise to the God and Father of my Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts me in all my troubles, so that I can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort I myself received from God (2 Corinthians 1:3-4).
Death makes me HATE sin. And death stirs such a longing for heaven where He will wipe every tear from my eyes. There will be no more death’ or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away (Revelation 21:4).
May Your words, O Lord, bring peace and comfort to my soul.