When your hear the statement “We Loved her, but the Lord loved her more”, what comes into your mind? Do you think of a good and loving Lord? Do you even think of efforts God has put in reaching out to a world lost in the muck and mire of sin? Do you think of how patient God has been with us amidst our rebellion and disobedience? Do you think of Calvary? If you are honest enough, it’s all about death, funeral, bereavement and pain.
Our Condolence notices run thus, “He’s now dancing with angels, or She’s gone to be with the Lord”. By the way do angels dance? Do you want to be next in the dance — ‘dancing with the angels’?, or who wants to go to be with the Lord? Our Condolence notices, evokes utter abhorrence towards God. Look at a scenario of a young child who’s mum has died. Everyone, family friends come and tell her, “your mum has gone to be with the Lord, or the Lord loved her more”. Then with trembling lips and a breaking heart, she asks, “but why are people mourning?” At this time a lot of gymnastic explanations can be coined to suit the situation at hand, but children don’t forget such situations. The void created by the mother’s demise will forever remain, and the statement, ‘The LORD loved her more” will forever be haunting and make it difficult to come to terms with a God, whose love is seen in death of our loved ones. I think no statement breaks the heart of God than those we carelessely use in condoling with the bereaved.
What does death mean to God? Do you think God is happy, when you’ve said goodbye, to the dearest on earth to you. What about when evil men—according to human lenses— die? While people rejoice at the death of those they consider wicked, it breaks the heart of God. For He says, “Say unto them, As I live, saith the Lord GOD, I have no pleasure in the death of the wicked; but that the wicked turn from his way and live: turn ye, turn ye from your evil ways; for why will ye die, O house of Israel?” KJV Ezekiel 33:11
There are a lot of people who celebrated the deaths of Iddi Amin and Adolf Hitler, who should repent.
Death to God is an enemy, the last enemy that must be destroyed. When a Saint dies, death is an enemy, when the chief of sinners die, death is an enemy.
” For he must reign, till he hath put all enemies under his feet.The last enemy that shall be destroyed is death.” KJV 1 Corinthians 15:25-26
If death is an enemy, is it not madness, to view it as a ladder to heaven or a gateway to a new life? It may sound good that your dead father is in heaven watching over you, but death is still an enemy, that must be destroyed. Death is not a reward of a life well lived, but a consequence of decisions that are anti-God. Death is an intruder, An enemy that God did not have in mind for the humanity. But because of sin, death is a direct result. When sin is cherished in the soul temple, their is reduced longevity, for what it takes to hold onto sin, result in sacrificing of the vital force with which one holds onto life. As long as sin abounds, stupidity, death and decay will follow in that order.
We can still be sorry without misrepresenting God. It was during the funeral of Lazarus that Jesus wept. Lazarus was one of the closest friends he had. And because Jesus is a friend for sinners, His greatest pain comes at the death of a sinner. To the death of every unrenewed and unrepentant soul, can be attached the statement, “Jesus wept”. To the hurting family in Bethany, His message was,”I am the resurrection, and the life: he that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live: And whosoever liveth and believeth in me shall never die. Believest thou this?” KJV John 11:25-26
What if He said, “God loved Lazarus more, or that Lazarus is dancing with the angels” ?
It’s always important to realize that Jesus Cares.
Does Jesus Care?–Frank E. Graeff (1860-1919); J. Lincoln Hall (1866-1930)
Does Jesus care when my heart is pained
Too deeply for mirth and song;
As the burdens press, and the cares distress,
And the way grows weary and long?
O yes, He cares- I know He cares!
His heart is touched with my grief;
When the days are weary,
The long nights dreary,
I know my Savior cares.
Does Jesus care when my way is dark
With a nameless dread and fear?
As the daylight fades into deep night shades,
Does He care enough to be near?
Does Jesus care when I’ve said goodbye
To the dearest on earth to me,
And my sad heart aches till it nearly breaks
Is it aught to Him? Does He see?