Every once in a while you come across something that brings pause to the hecticness of your schedule. It halts your life for a moment of pause to contemplate the depth of the Godly wisdom that was infused in that particular saint. This evening was one of those moments. While studying the theological implications of death I came across this poem from Anna L. Barbauld:
Life! We have been long together
Through pleasant and through cloudy weather;
‘Tis hard to part when friends are dear, Perhaps ‘twill cost a sigh, a tear;
Then steal away, give little warning,
Say not ‘Good night,’ but in some brighter clime
Bid me ‘Good morning.’
It is rumored that Dr. Fuller, possibly remembering this poem, as he passed when he said to his nephew “Good night, James, but it will soon be morning.”
In reading this poem from this saint I was struck with the power of the Gospel to level the sting of death (1 Corinthians 15:55). Over the last few years I have lost many dear friends who were followers of Christ. When my evening eventually draws near I will bring to remembrance that Christ has destroyed the power of the death and that in the sunrise of eternity I will see those who have gone ahead in victory. For those who are in Christ there is no termination, but simply a transition into the care of a loving Savior who does not merely bring a horizon but is indeed our Sonrise! (Colossians 1:27)
Thursday, August 20, 2009
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