On loss

Death, to us humans
Is final.
The end of the road
The inevitable cliff
We all fall off.
In this pandemic
We lost more
Than we thought
Our hearts could handle
More than we thought
Would ever happen to us.
Death has never felt more
Premature.
Yet,
There is One who
Turns graves into gardens
Who, Himself plunged
Into the abyss of death
And came out the other side
With victory in His wings.
He draws near to the broken
He sits with the mourning
He weeps.
And then He finds a way
To make something beautiful
Out of man’s darkest days.

 Jesus wept. 36 So the Jews said, “See how he loved him!” 37 But some of them said, “Could not he who opened the eyes of the blind man also have kept this man from dying?”38 Then Jesus, deeply moved again, came to the tomb. It was a cave, and a stone lay against it. 39 Jesus said, “Take away the stone.” Martha, the sister of the dead man, said to him, “Lord, by this time there will be an odor, for he has been dead four days.” 40 Jesus said to her, “Did I not tell you that if you believed you would see the glory of God?” 41 So they took away the stone. And Jesus lifted up his eyes and said, “Father, I thank you that you have heard me. 42 I knew that you always hear me, but I said this on account of the people standing around, that they may believe that you sent me.” 43 When he had said these things, he cried out with a loud voice, “Lazarus, come out.” 44 The man who had died came out, his hands and feet bound with linen strips, and his face wrapped with a cloth. Jesus said to them, “Unbind him, and let him go.”

John 11:35-44

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