Death and sickness have played a prominent role in our families daily life over the last 10 months. First my mother last August, today my sister's funeral. As you may guess, this is unpleasant to say the least. Death may be expected but is never welcome. I remain grateful for the time we had with my mom and sister. Both were diabetics for over 50 years. I really see God's grace in the years they lived beyond their original diagnosis. Neither died from complications of diabetes!
The good news the family experiences through the passing of both is found in the great hope of heaven, made possible through Christ, our faith in His completed work. What mom and sis are experiencing right now cannot be described with words.
I write this today with life in mind, both this life and the life to come. I know death is present for the time being. Their death is two in the number of deaths surrounding us today. The stat is every eleven minutes someone dies. How many die needlessly is my concern. Surely you have noticed the scores that die daily from the current drug epidemic, especially from heroin overdoses. Every family I know have been affected in one form or another. Either death, prisons, rehabs, financial ruin from trying to fix the broken, etc.
Have we had enough? Enough death? Enough watching the living dead looking for their next fix, ruining their futures, their minds, their looks? Enough watching addicts throw away their children or using their kids sexually to provide themselves with their fix?