"... as her sister was dying she said, 'all I can think of is that Jesus died because he was good and that must be why this is happening to her'..."
Crying as others mock him in deaths throes Weeping while others divide his ragged clothes
They dared not blink even once Would it be the last time they would ever see? They could not understand How could this be? Who would **** the son of man?
Yet they did not deny him as the **** had already crowed The soldiers scowled that anyone could be so bold But what they didn’t know Was that a thousand years would pass And they would lay at the foot of a bed Remembering the tears that would forever last
For who was good gave them life And who is good is praying for life It was all they could see But this time they blinked away The tears that would never let them be For they knew that those who would believe On earth may one day grieve But in heaven God's promise they will receive
I spent much of last night talking to a friend who's sister is dying of breast cancer. It doesn't look good. She told me she couldn't understand why it was happening except that she believed that Jesus died because he was good so it must be so for her sister. It was a tough moment to hear her grief and searching for answers. I wrote this from that point of view