“Death be not proud, though some have called thee
Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so,”
– John Donne “Death Be Not Proud” (“Holy Sonnet X”)
“Where, O death, is your victory?
Where, O death, is your sting?”
– 1 Corinthians 15:55
Oh, but death does sting.
“Sting” is an understatement.
Some days, death rips into our souls with such shocking savagery that we can barely whisper, “Where, O death, is your sting.”
Some days, death is a cataract, dimming the victory of the cross.
“Death reveals that the world is not as it should be but that it stands in need of redemption.”
– Dietrich Bonhoeffer
But, thank God for those moments of grace, glimpses of that unfathomable peace.
Thank God for those days when He gives us the strength to shout, “Where, O death, is your sting?”.
Thank God for the days when even death can point us to the cross.
“And death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die.” – Donne