Tears of Joy

I was getting ready as usual Friday morning. As usual I was half asleep and could barely see to put on mascara. Than my phone rang...I ran to pick it up and when I heard my mom's voice I was already crying. The news I knew was coming was here. My uncle after battling cancer for 18 months had finished the fight and now with his Savior. Exhausted from the end of the semester the tears came out easily.

I wept because the father of my cousins was gone, the charming romantic husband of my aunt was gone, the playful and loving grandpa of his grandchildren was gone, my dad's little brother was gone, and my uncle was gone.

I wept because my uncle was now with his mother, now with his two brothers, and most importantly He was with his Saviour.

I was not weeping as without hope for there was very much hope.

“Death is swallowed up in victory.”
“O death, where is your victory?
O death, where is your sting?”

The sting of death is sin, and the power of sin is the law. But thanks be to God, who gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ.
(1 Corinthians 15:54; 1 Corinthians 15:55-57 ESV)