Grieving with Hope

I have been thinking deeply about the surety in our salvation, which blessedly assures me to not be devastated or ruined by the "premature" death of our daughter.

We have never once questioned or been angry with God because we have a deep-seated trust in His kind wisdom already demonstrated through the Gospel.

And no, it is not a naïve or foolish trust.

God has already sent His best, His begotten Son, to die in our wretched place that deserved only eternal damnation. What more can we require of Him? He who did not spare his own Son but gave Him up for us all, how will He not also with Him graciously give us all things? (Rom. 8:32) What more could He possibly give us?

Lest we place ourselves as God, and order our lives around what we think is best.

Do we praise God only when He gives, and curse when He takes away?

This peace transcending that holds us through this time, is also the hope that vanquishes the fear of death, spiritual, and physical.

We will one day see our glorious God, face to face. As we will Odelia, restored and whole.

Hallelujah.