Supremacy of Christ.

Yesterday I wrote on the brevity of life.

Yesterday it was abstract. Today I feel as though I've been hit in the stomach with this harsh reality. I just got word that a friend of mine, a high school debater, passed away this morning. A car wreck claimed his life, at only 16.

I've struggled with feeling angry with God. I've wanted to tell God that He messed up, that He got it wrong. 16 year olds aren't supposed to die. But I know that God doesn't make mistakes.

God is good. God is sovereign. God is in control. I'm so thankful that I know these things are true. I don't know if I'd make it if life were nothing more than a glorified game of Russian Roulette. I can rest in knowing that whether or not I can understand it, God has a purpose, a perfect plan to magnify his glory.

And in the midst of sorrow, sometimes the supremacy of Christ reigns the most clearly. He sacrificed Himself to save a sinful world. As believers we have been purchased by His blood. Though the brevity of this life is simply unavoidable in our fallen world, a joyful eternity awaits those who have been redeemed by the lamb. We all miss Clinton dearly, but we can find hope in knowing that he is raised and with the Lord and Savior that he loves so much.

I'm slowly discovering that nothing is certain in the life but Jesus. He is mine and I am His. I walk with assurance in this uncertain world that He is Risen and one day I'll rise with Him.