Is the dread of death robbing your joy of life? It can.
At the age of 37, Florence told her friends her life hung by a thread. So she went to bed, and she stayed there – for 53 years! She did die. At the age of ninety! Except for three years, Florence cowered before the giant of death. But during those years she made a name for herself, not as one who suffered, but as a friend of those who did. History’s most famous nurse, Florence Nightingale, lived as a slave of death.
What about you? Jesus came to deliver those who’ve lived their lives as slaves to the fear of dying. Death sits in his jurisdiction. Psalm 139:16 says, “You saw me before I was born. Every day of my life was recorded in your book. Every moment was laid out before a single day had passed.”
