I have held the body of my daughter right after she slipped from my body four months early, knowing that what I held was merely the container for her spirit, already gone to Heaven.
EMPTY.
EMPTY.
I have sat with a loved one as she slipped into eternity, knowing that I would never again look into her eyes and see the vibrant spirit I have known for so long.
EMPTY.
I have been to a funeral, said goodbye, knowing that the one I loved was not there in the body in the box in the bosom of the earth.
EMPTY.
I have left the hospital in a wheelchair, without a baby in my belly or in my arms.
EMPTY.
I have looked in the rear view mirror of my car and seen only one car seat instead of the two, or more, that should have been there.
EMPTY.
EMPTY.
I have been to a funeral, said goodbye, knowing that the one I loved was not there in the body in the box in the bosom of the earth.
EMPTY.
I have left the hospital in a wheelchair, without a baby in my belly or in my arms.
EMPTY.
I have looked in the rear view mirror of my car and seen only one car seat instead of the two, or more, that should have been there.
EMPTY.
I have heard the laughter of friends whose babies lived, and wondered how long, if ever, it would be until my laughter no longer felt hollow.
EMPTY.
I have stared into the future, unable to imagine how it could be redeemed when more of my children were in Heaven than on Earth.
EMPTY.
I have raised my hands to Heaven, in surrender, because I am at the end of myself, out of answers and solutions and strength.
EMPTY.
EMPTY.
I have stared into the future, unable to imagine how it could be redeemed when more of my children were in Heaven than on Earth.
EMPTY.
I have raised my hands to Heaven, in surrender, because I am at the end of myself, out of answers and solutions and strength.
EMPTY.
I have seen Golgatha, where the cross once stood, and imagined how it looked on the night of the original Good Friday, after Jesus' "It is finished", after the price had been paid, after the veil had been torn, after he was placed in the grave.
EMPTY.
I have experienced the power of the tomb that could not hold back the resurrection power of the Son of God, the tomb that on Easter Sunday was...
EMPTY!
And so, in the midst of the most unimaginable tragedy, I can stare down death, face the future, walk through the waves, and when I have done everything, keep standing, knowing that I am victorious, because the power of God has rendered the forces of death and evil...
EMPTY!
EMPTY.
I have experienced the power of the tomb that could not hold back the resurrection power of the Son of God, the tomb that on Easter Sunday was...
EMPTY!
And so, in the midst of the most unimaginable tragedy, I can stare down death, face the future, walk through the waves, and when I have done everything, keep standing, knowing that I am victorious, because the power of God has rendered the forces of death and evil...
EMPTY!
"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?”
The sting of death is sin, and the power of sin is the law.
But thanks be to God!
He gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ.
1 Corinthains 15:54-57 (NIV)
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?”
The sting of death is sin, and the power of sin is the law.
But thanks be to God!
He gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ.
1 Corinthains 15:54-57 (NIV)
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