Last week my mother-in-law left her earthly life and entered into glory. The last couple of years were particularly hard ones for her physically. She had many challenges in this life which caused her great sorrow and sadness but a few years ago she opened up her heart to the promises of Jesus and willingly humbled herself and accepted Him as her Savior. Her physical life did not get any easier but she now had the peace that her sins were forgiven and that she would spend eternity with Him in heaven.
We are greatly comforted with this knowledge and thankful that we will see her again when we leave this Earth. We are also thankful for those who have prayed for us, those who attended the funeral, and those who have expressed their condolences to us. We have been comforted and blessed by many.
Shortly after we returned home from the funeral in Ohio our daughter Megan learned that a close friend of hers passed away rather unexpectedly last week. Sara was a young woman in her mid-thirties. A couple of days after that a man from our church who is about our age also passed away after a long battle with cancer. All of these recent deaths are a reminder that our times are in God's hands and that our life here on earth is short but eternity with Christ will be never-ending.
Rob was able to give the message at his mother's funeral and he ended the message by singing the following song:
It Is Not Death to Die
It is not death to die,
To leave this weary road
And join the saints who dwell on high
Who’ve found their home with God.
It is not death to close
The eyes long dimmed by tears
And wake in joy before Your throne
Delivered from our fears
O Jesus, conquering the grave,
Your precious blood has power to save.
Those who trust in You
Will in Your mercy find
That it is not death to die.
It is not death to fling
Aside this earthly dust
And rise with strong and noble wing
To live among the just.
It is not death to hear
The key unlock the door
That sets us free from mortal years
To praise You evermore.
Originally in French by Henri Malan
Translated by George W. Bethune,1847
No. 828 in C.H. Spurgeon's "Our Own Hymnbook"
Chorus and Alternate Words by Bob Kauflin
This is a blessed thought as we consider our lives here on earth and our future beyond the grave.
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