"O Death, where is thy sting?" - 1 Corinthians 15:55
My husband and I were talking about this verse the other day. He was telling me that it's one of those Scriptures in which we see the "already, but not yet" as well as a taste of prophecy. For those who fall asleep in the Lord, they can truly proclaim that death has no sting and hell has no victory. But for those of us left behind, we feel the sting of death as our loved ones are physically separated from us in the world. Tonight (10/17/16), my dad's sister, Yolanda, passed into eternity. Only three weeks have passed since the death of my dad. I have still been coming to terms with my earthly loss and yet here I am again faced with such a reality of a physical separation of a Tia that I have really grown to rely on in this past year. She and my dad were very close and my own relationship with her had grown tremendously in the past several months. She has been retired and I am a housewife balancing life with my husband in a new occupation that takes more of his time than that of his former work. Although we were in very different points of our lives, we spoke frequently and even several times during the day.