Death

Whenever someone dies, God is heartbroken. You’d think that after billions upon billions of deaths over thousands and thousands of years, He would have become somewhat numb to the whole idea, somewhat used to it. And besides, He’s God: it’s certainly no surprise. And yeah, He’s God, so He could stop all the dying if He wanted to, if it really bothered Him so much.

But it does bother Him. And it doesn’t get easier with time. Each new dew death is another tragedy that breaks the heart of God. It wasn’t supposed to be this way. Man was made to live forever with Him.

And He could stop it. But that would be like repealing the law of gravity. That’s not the universe that God made. This universe is predictable: you step off a ladder, you fall. You turn away from God – the very creator and source of your life, you die. It’s so simple and yet so tragic.

God doesn’t change His mind or change the laws that define His perfect creation. But He can always add a new law.

The new law isn’t really a law but it acts like one. It’s a promise. It says that, if you step off that ladder, God Himself with fall to the ground so you don’t hurt yourself. The law of gravity – which requires that an object fall to the ground – is upheld – but not by you.

And the new promise doesn’t change the fact that, if you turn away from Him, death is the result. It’s just not your death anymore. It’s His.