Many will spend time remembering others this weekend as Memorial Day is celebrated in the United States. Our family spends time remembering every year about this time. Today marks seven years since my dad passed away. May 26 is the anniversary of the passing of Carolina’s grandmother, the one everyone knew as Noni. Sunday will be the anniversary of the passing of Luis Tolosa, my father-in-law. And Tuesday will mark another year since the death of one of Carolina’s favorite aunts.
All four of these died in Christ. We will be together again. We do not grieve and mourn as those who have no hope; our tears merely mark a passing pain that will one day disappear forever.
“Since the children (we) have flesh and blood, he (Jesus) too shared in their humanity so that by his death he might destroy him who holds the power of death—that is, the devil— and free those who all their lives were held in slavery by their fear of death.” (Hebrews 2:14–15)