Reflections on death

My Father-in-law passed away shortly before Easter. The funeral was yesterday only , since we waited for Hubby’s brother, arriving from Canada. Some people made the comment about his passing : ‘At least he didn’t die over Easter’

My mother and I discuss this comment. My Mom’s Dad, Husband and one Son, all died over an Easter week end. At least not the same week end. Mom sees this as follows:

Jesus himself died and rose into a new life, over Easter. Thus it is very special when a loved one leaves this life during Easter, in the footsteps of Jesus.These people ar4e God's favourites, His 'favourites', His 'witbroodjies'. This includes the man hanging on a cross next to Jesus, who gave his live to the Lord in his own dying moments. What Grace ! What Love !

What a wonderful viewpoint !

In my Father’s house are many rooms… I am going there to prepare a place for you…I will come back and take you to be with me… from John

My sister, also living in Canada , was not able to come when my brother passed away two years ago, on Easter Sunday. The Lord comforted her through a dream she had:

She dreams our brother is getting married on a Sunday. She’s upset with him for the short notice and anyway, who gets married on a Sunday? The name of the bride was also not even on the invitation.

For the wedding of the Lamb has come, and His bride has made herself ready…. From Rev 19

Hubby’s daily reading the day after his Dad passed away gives us comfort:

Who shall separate us from the love of Christ ? …For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to …. From Romans 8

Today the sun shines bright, the kids have gone back to school with a moan and Hubby’s still asleep after he and his brothers had a late night reminisce over their Dad and their youth years.

When the perishable has been clothed with the imperishable, and the mortal with immortality, then the saying that is written will come true:
Death has been swallowed up in victory’
Where, O death , is your victory ?
Where, o death , is your sting ?
from 1 Cor 15