O, Death

Where is your victory?
O, Death, where is your sting?

I think I’ve come a bit closer to the human answer to that question. Tonight, SU and I went to the funeral home for to meet with the family of Pete Rice. It occurred to me that the victory and sting of death is for the living. Yes, Paul certainly had it right when he stated that sin is the victory of death and the law is the power of sin, but I think that applies to the deceased. For the living, the death of a loved one creates confusion, loneliness, doubt, fear and despair. How in the world do people that do not have an extended family of believers cope with the depths of loss of a spouse or child? What loneliness that must be. As I looked around the room tonight, there were probably as many church members as family members there. It reminded me of what it means to be a part of a group of selfless beings, people for whom giving is not an option but a necessity of their very being.

Death can only be victorious if we, as chosen people, allow it to be.