For the child of God death is gain

And the one who lives! I was dead, but look, now I am alive – forever and ever – and I hold the keys of death and of Hades! (Rev 1:18)

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The death of a Christian is the fruition of his life’s hope. For the lost it’s the worst thing possible, it’s hopeless futility or a shaky belief based on stories of an afterlife dreamed up from bad literature, vain imaginings and cheesy television programs. The devil loves to pervert the idea of heaven and hell and sadly millions will find out the truth they ignored with no hope in the end of a better option. This is something I have been reading and thinking about lately and I have seen beautiful examples of courageous, God honoring death and sad stories with so much pain and loss it’s almost impossible to bear. The past few weeks Pastor Scott Bandy of Twin City Bible Church in Nitro, West Virginia has handled this subject in two sermons that I have linked to below. I also linked to the blog of Kara Tippets, a young Mom and Pastor’s wife who passed away recently from a difficult, but grace filled battle with cancer.

This is not an easy subject to talk about, but it’s an experience we are all guaranteed. There is so much hope and joy in the life of a Christian, and that life is eternal. Those promises are everlasting….every flower fades but the Rose of Sharon, Jesus Christ died so that His followers live on in peace forever. Those promises transcend, pain, death and suffering. If you are a believer be encouraged by the hope you have in heaven, and if you do not know the Lord please do as the Philippian jailer when he asked Paul and Silas, “Sirs, what must I do to be saved?” (Acts 16:30). Paul and Silas responded, “Believe in the Lord Jesus, and you will be saved” (Acts 16:31).

Sermons by Pastor Scott Bandy:
Death for God’s glory
 
Flower! Easter lilies! Speak to me this morning the same dear old lesson of immortality which you have been speaking to so many sorrowing souls.
Wise old Book! let me read again in your pages of firm assurance that to die is gain.
Poets! recite to me your verses which repeat in every line the Gospel of eternal life.
Singers! break forth once more into songs of joy; let me hear again the well-known resurrection psalms.
Tree and blossom and bird and sea and sky and wind whisper it, sound it afresh, warble it, echo it, let it throb and pulsate through every atom and particle; let the air be filled with it.
Let it be told and retold and still retold until hope rises to conviction, and conviction to certitude of knowledge; until we, like Paul, even though going to our death, go with triumphant mien, with assured faith, and with serene and shining face.
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