Death is natural. We will all experience a physical death at some point in our lives. It is something we get closer to each day. We all know others around us are going to die. Do all of these things make it easier? Nope. It’s just one of those things that stings. It bites. It gives us a pain that we cannot truly explain in words.
Death raises questions. Why did they die? Why was it their time? Did they know Jesus? Where are they now? Why did this person die and some other person didn’t? I’ve heard these questions, I’ve thought them. I pray… asking God some of them.
Death is just not easy for us. When I have someone close to me die, I get into a place in my mind, spirit and body that is just drab. It’s not totally black, just a medium gray. I understand that death is part of life, but I don’t have to like it.
If Adam and Eve could have just kept it together, it would be different right? If we were just all in the garden like God meant for us to be, we’d all be happy and healthy all the time. I’ve heard so many things blamed on those first two humans. Poor Adam and Eve. But really, God knew what was going to happen and still made them. He knew that we would need a redeemer so we could be reunited with him. Adam and Eve did mess it up, but God gave the whole of humanity a plan b! An almighty back-up plan. Wow!
A lot of times we make God our plan B which is so messed up. He should be our first go to for everthing, BECAUSE of the plan B he created for us. He should be the one we stay in constant contact with… because HE KNOWS what death does to us. He knows the medium gray I’m talking about in my soul. He is the best one who can breathe the life back into me. He makes the sun shine again, the clouds puffy against that blue sky and all the beauty that makes our eyes widen. He puts the sparkle in the sky and can wipe away all the tears which death may give us. There’s a hole, a chasm, that is left in us when we lose someone we love, but God created a way for us to all be together again. Through his great plan through Jesus. It’s an awesome gift, all we have to do is recieve it. Not work for it or run for it, but accept it. With it, we can look to a better day, a nicer home (even compared to the beauty we see here) and know without a doubt that Jesus has created the way for us. I take most comfort in that no matter what happens here on earth.
Today, we lost a great man here on earth. I heard a wonderful lady say one time,(about her husband who had passed) I didn’t “lose” him, because I know exactly where he is. We should all be able to feel this sentiment about Brother Ken Mills. This man is certainly in the arms of Jesus. He’s celebrating his life with Jesus now. I know he heard those words, “Well done, my good and faithful servant…” I know he’s not sad like we are here without his great preaching, his encouragement, his cuter than cute smile and little laugh that would be accompanied by a snort every once in a while. We will miss him and not soon forget any of those things. He had the best stories which would always be intertwined with scripture. He led many to the Lord and pointed everyone (“Men, women and children,” he would say) he knew to the cross. What a great legacy to live!
As I sit here and cry for the loss we feel here, especially those closest to him, I think about that legacy and how death for Bro. Ken is his great reward.
I pray that many will be drawn closer to God through this time of sorrow. God is the best comforter and consoler. Thank God! (for all)