Why mourn? Our God Lives. That is the girdle of Christianity that separates faith in Christ from every belief, relationship. Promise from a risen King to never leave us, never forsake us and to live inside us, guiding, correctly, counseling. There is cause for great joy, though we may find times to mourn the status and demise of this Earth, when we look to heavens for hope we rejoice. Psalm 105:3 Glory in his holy name: Let the hearts of those who seek the Lord rejoice. We have been purchased by a holy price, given the gift of salvation and eternal life with God to His Glory. What is there for which to be sad?
Are you standing in church, silent? Believing in some orderly repose that you will receive some reward of manly grandeur through solemnity? SING, cry out to God, extol his name in public places revealing the joy in your heart for His Grace and Glory. When I think on this I am reminded of Peter. This man receives so much slander from the pulpit for falling short and denying Christ. What a travesty that we should hold an Apostle in such low regard. Here was a man who would run to Christ, not walk. A man who knew above any others that Christ was King. A man who had yet seen the filling of Holy Spirit who continued to struggle, like any of us with trying to assert his own will and wisdom above the Lord’s. I think of Peter and I think of a man who loved Christ enough to blindly follow, in faith, even to the point of moments set upon the surface of the water or to his eventual death. I get pictures in my mind of his resounding laughter and loud voice booming out above the throng, attempting to have his voice heard in heaven. Proclaiming the name of Jesus at the top of his lungs for all to hear. That is living.
For what shall we mourn? For loss of freedom, life, sight or limb, when we get to end this life in the arms of Jesus? How long shall my trial last, eighty years, one-hundred? Does a poor man who knows he will eventually be wealthy mourn his current standing or rejoice at his coming abundance? This is the time of abundance for we are ambassadors of Christ, holding the keys to death and Hades in our hearts, we should then hold his peace as well. SING to God in his Glory so that others may hear your joyous voice.
Christ is coming and though there be cause for mourning the spiral of the Earth. We are not citizens of this land but of heavenly realms awaiting readiness. Rejoice at the sound of His beautiful name for when you see Him coming in Power and Great Glory your heart will be filled to overflowing. Let out the shout that has for so long rested in your bridled heart.