O death, where is your sting?

ERIC PHILANDER WRITES:Life begins with tears. A baby's born. A mother cries. Life begins. A child dies, a mother cries.On what was a peaceful day on that fateful Sunday in Kawuki, Rehoboth, an innocent child played inside the boundaries of her mother's erf. A car crashed through the wired fence, striking the child, leaving a lifeless body in the dust.As the dust dies down, the crowd has gathered. The woman driver of the wrecked car ran away.Another Sunday, August 25, a bus carrying school children overturns just outside Kalkrand. Leaving two lifeless bodies on the scene.In Rehoboth Block E, a house burns to its foundation. A child is burned to death, beyond recognition.On both occasions a mother held the lifeless body of her child against her bosom as she wept uncontrollably.Death has caused destruction!"O death, where is your sting?" - 1 Corinthians 15 v 55The sting was right there in the mother's heart. Holding the lifeless body of her child against her bosom. The mother broke down in tears. The pain flowing from the depths of her being. Nobody knows her sorrow.We share the mother's pain. It is real.The sting of death in the loss of her child. A child the mother deeply loved.The loss hurts with an intensity, reminding us of every other goodbye we have had to say. Every memory of a shared life continues to rise carrying both a gratitude and a heart sore that threatens to expand to the point that a mother's heart has exploded from uncontrollable grief and sorrow.For a moment while sharing the mother's pain you want to recite a verse of a poem written by Edgar Guest: "A child of mine"Dear Lord, thy will be done! For all the joy Thy child should bring. The risk of grief we'll man. We'll shelter her with tenderness, we'll love her while we may. And for the happiness we've known forever grateful stay. But should the Angels call for her much sooner, we'll brave the bitter grief that comes, and try to understand.Revelation 21 verse 4: “And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes, and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain, for the former things are passed away.”O death where is your sting? O death, where is your victory?

O death, where is your sting?

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