[Jesus] went in and said to them, “Why all this commotion and wailing? The child is not dead but asleep.” But they laughed at him (Mark 39-40).
It was over. Finished. She had given up the ghost. Crossed over Jordan. The fat lady—or in this case, the professional mourners—had sung. Roll the credits!
We have all been there.
It might not have been the death of a loved one. Perhaps it was a marriage, a job, a friendship, a pastorate, or a dream. It was over, finished, the end. And to think otherwise was simply laughable.
In those relationships and situations that seem beyond hope, God enjoys having the last laugh. [Continue reading]