Frequently, death
comes as an intruder. It is an enemy that
suddenly appears in the midst of life's
feast, putting out its lights and gaiety. Death lays its heavy
hand upon those dear to us and at times leaves
us baffled and wondering. In certain situations, as in
great suffering and illness, death comes as an
angel of mercy. But for the most
part, we think of it as the enemy of human happiness. The darkness of death
can ever be dispelled by the light of revealed truth. "I am the resurrection, and
the life," spoke the Master. "He that believeth in me,
though he were dead, yet shall he live: "And whosoever liveth
and believeth in me shall never die." This reassurance, yes,
even holy confirmation of life beyond the
grave, could well provide the peace
promised by the Savior when He assured His disciples:
"Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you:
not as the world giveth, give I unto you. Let not your heart be troubled,
neither let it be afraid."