A good friend of mine knows that each time someone dear to me passes on to eternity, I put up my John 11:35 profile picture on Facebook. But this friend asked me why I posted this profile at this time, when (thankfully) no one in my family passed away because of Typhoon Yolanda? This passage isn’t as comforting as the Psalms because it’s only about the time when Lazarus died and Jesus wept. To which I replied:
“The pain you feel, and will continue to feel, is a sign of life and love…” ~ Philip Yancey
Mr. Yancey said those words in a sermon back in 2007. He recounted his experience after he broke his neck in a car accident. His doctors kept probing, moving his limbs and asking, “Does this hurt? Do you feel that?” They were waiting for him to say, “Yes. It hurts. I can feel it.” The pain gave proof that his spinal cord had not been severed. What he said next struck a chord in me:
”As for the foreigner who does not belong to your people Israel but has come from a distant land because of your great name and your mighty hand and your outstretched arm—when they come and pray toward this temple, then hear from heaven, your dwelling place. Do whatever the foreigner asks of you, so that all the peoples of the earth may know your name and fear you, as do your own people Israel, and may know that this house I have built bears your Name” (2 Chron. 6:32).
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