Death steals from us in this life by suddenly separating us from the people and things we’ve come to care about. It robs us.
A little while back, our church office building was broken into by thieves who took some of our equipment. Personally I’ve had my car broken into a couple of times. I’m sure I’m not the only one who has experienced things being stolen.
Each time it happens, you feel so violated – so unprotected. And you get angry, don’t you! I know I do.
Death is like that. It’s a reality of life that we never seem quite prepared for. And what it takes from us are our most valued possessions – our relationships with people we love.
The people we talk with, the people we dream with, the people we laugh with, the people we fight with, the people we cry with. Death steals them away.