When death looms before us, how do we live?
We would have hope, but we have no power to prolong life.
We would take care of others, but our strength is quickly fading.
We would remain strong, but fear engulfs us.
So we wait.
We wait for a rescue that has already arrived.
We wait for a rescue that continuously arrives.
He who comes is hope, and self-giving, and peace.
He comes to wear our grief, to remain in it with us.
He comes to ask nothing of us than to feel our need.
What a refuge we have in Him.
Save us from needing the perfect words.
Protect us from “what if’s” and the resulting shame.
Reveal Your kind intentions, Your reconciling intentions.
We are free.
We are free to hope, for He is a God who makes things new.
We are free to give of ourselves, for He went to the grave for us.
We are free to be at peace, for He has called us His very own.
So here we are, waiting, longing, ever-watching.
You will come as you always do.
You will give us yourself, nothing more and nothing less.
When death looms before us, we live.
Christ has made it so.
