These words are wrecking me this week.
Alone.
It’s something I’ve been thinking a lot about as I grieve the loss of our friend. While I find great comfort in the fact that he is now with Jesus, sadness overwhelms me when I think of his wife facing the rest of her life without him…raising their daughter alone. The tears flow when I put myself in her shoes.
And, then I realize that I’m doubting the Gospel. She is not alone. None of us are alone. Jesus died to ensure it.
No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us. For I am sure that neither death nor life, nor angels nor rulers, nor things present nor things to come, nor powers, nor height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God in Christ Jesus our Lord. (Romans 8:37-39, ESV)