It is inevitable that we will die. “All go unto one place; all are of the dust, and all turn to dust again” (Ecclesiastes 3:20). Death is something that if we have not come face to face with in our own families, we have probably dealt with it with our friends. Even if it is not death itself, but a terminal illness we are facing or we see someone else dealing with, the reality is always present. Death. Cold, lifeless, all-encompassing, relationship-rending death. Whether it is an abrupt end of existence on this earth or the slow decay of this body, it is all the same. Death.
But is there no hope at all in death? Of course there is. We have a hope that only a child of God can have. Our hope is in the resurrection. “Behold, I shew you a mystery; We shall not all sleep, but we shall all be changed, In a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trump: for the trumpet shall sound, and the dead shall be raised incorruptible, and we shall be changed” (1 Corinthians 15:51, 52). We are assured that “the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed in us” (Romans 8:18). In this we “groan within ourselves, waiting for the adoption, to wit, the redemption of our body” (v 23).
Our hope is for that which is unseen, “for we walk by faith, not by sight” (2 Corinthians 5:7). “Hope that is seen is not hope: for what a man seeth, why doth he yet hope for? (Romans 8:24).
In this hope we are comforted in the face of death. In this hope we have contentment. In this hope we have the beginning of eternal joy. In this hope we have peace. In this hope we are saved. On this hope we meditate. In this hope we glorify God. Of this hope we testify. These aspects of hope we will address in future blog posts.