Who's to Blame?

You know, today i attended my first viewing in my whole life. with mixed emotions i walk in to the room and the first person i see is in the open casket. i quickly walked past the seated people and took my seat. the pastor was preaching about something i really couldn't fully understand. what i got out of it is that, this day is also a joyful day because the deceased is now with our father. the whole time my eyes could not stop staring at the front row where the family sat. as i looked, they were looking at the casket as if every second was their last time to see his face. as i sat there, my ears were unresponsive to the pastor's words, but rather was very sensitive to people's lament.

i imagined what could go through a person's mind while staring at their loved ones. maybe complaint? maybe....sadness? maybe they are speechless?

then i began thinking what would my reaction have been. and to be honest i think i would respond in "why?". why would God let sin take over a person's body like that. why would God not do something about death, why can't God intervene and heal fully. as I was wrestling with this question, i feel i got an answer on the drive back home.

this time, God answered me by saying "why do you blame me for something you have done". and how true this is. God didn't make sin. God didn't bring sin into the world, but we did. and everything that God did was to prevent death in its upmost, which is an eternity of nothingness. so in short, i am thankful.

Dear God,

i lift up henry's family in my prayers and thoughts. knowing that you are with them at all times. and through this may them and all of us learn that there is hope. that death is not the end anymore. for this we need faith. give us faith, despite such circumstances....

-Dae