Those of you who can read between the lines may have noticed a reference to Tara last week. I make a point of telling people important things in real life before I tell them on the internet. This was one of those.
My friend Tara died last week in a car crash at North Rocks. I have known her and the family for about 16 years, most of her life. And I loved her like a little sister, I am very protective of her and looking out for her. So my heart broke last week trying to come to terms with it. it doesn’t help that I’m still trying to process my dad’s death in January, you can’t help but join the dots and feel sorry for yourself, even though they are not dots that join.
I had the heavy honour of speaking at her funeral on Friday, and I said some things which I think were important for her friends and family to know. The main is that for the child of God death does not get the final say (thank you David Reay for speaking this into my life). For the child of God Jesus gets the final say, because he beat death when he rose again. That’s why 1 Corinthians says
54 Then, when our dying bodies have been transformed into bodies that will never die,[j] this Scripture will be fulfilled:
“Death is swallowed up in victory.[k]
55 O death, where is your victory?
O death, where is your sting?[l]”
56 For sin is the sting that results in death, and the law gives sin its power. 57 But thank God! He gives us victory over sin and death through our Lord Jesus Christ.
So, as I said then, I’m not saying goodbye Tara, I’m saying goodnight, coz I’ll see you in the morning.
That doesn’t mean that I am not sad, it just means I can grieve with hope. My sister is safe, she is well, and when “today” ends we will be united again. I still cry, I still miss her, I am so sad for her family, and I don’t want to start a new season of life that is without her. But God is so good. He asked me a few years ago to be an older brother to her, to look out for her, and I have done my best to be that. Last week, I got a taste of those words which I know so many of us long to hear in the father’s presence one day
“well done, good and faithful servant”
I heard God saying that to me about my role in Tara’s life. And I am so blessed to hear those words this side of heaven. I count it a joy and priviledge to have had this role in someone’s life.