Another RIP

I saw tonight where Lisa Marie Presley passed away at the age of 54. She is the only child of Elvis Presley, who passed way in 1977 at the young age of 42. I believe she had a son, Benjamin, who died at age 27.

So much sadness and loss for one family.

I’m not about to speculate about how or why so much tragedy befalls one family over another. I’m not about to try to explain why a good God and evil can coexist. I’m not sure if I could.

I do know that God is close to the broken-hearted. I believe that God weeps with those who weep. I look at Jesus standing in front of Lazarus’ tomb, knowing that he was about to make a dead man rise up and walk out in his grave clothes, yet still He weeps.

I’ve heard it said that it’s a beautiful but a broken world. Sin has marred the original design, and nothing works like it should. People grow old, get sick, and die. Some live to a ripe old age. Others die young. Too often, parents have to bury their children instead of the other way around.

But God is close to the broken-hearted and saves those crushed in spirit (see Psalm 34:18). God knows the loss of an only child. He so loved the world that He gave His one and only Son, Jesus, knowing full well what we would do to Him.

I truly think that in the story of Job, the absolute best way his friends helped was when they sat with him in silence and grieved with him. In that moment, they didn’t try to explain the whys or to rationalize the pain. They didn’t offer platitudes. They sat in the dust with Job and wept with him.

Maybe that’s the best way we can be there for those who are grieving loss. Just be close to those who are broken-hearted and crushed in spirit. Then maybe they can see more of God in the grieving.

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