Rest in His Promise

Childhood is a time of bliss. A time where you don't realize all the bad things that COULD happen. I'll never forget the night that part of that bliss was ruined for my little brother, Ben.
My sister, Crystal, and I were already in bed. We'd made a habit of trying to get to sleep before Ben's annoying, I mean adorable little hamster, Teddy, decided to get his nightly excercise. Teddy would stay on that squeaky wheel ALL. NIGHT. LONG.
So Crystal and I were in our room trying to get to sleep when all of the sudden Ben came in and hysterically said, "Teddy's dead."
That wouldn't have meant much to us except for Ben was crying uncontrollably and speaking through sobs. What Ben said sounded like, "Daddy's dead."
Crystal and I joined Ben in his hysterics and began to scream, "NO!"
It was on this scene that my mom walked in and asked what in the world was going on. We told mom what Ben had said, and Ben said, "No, I said TEDDY. Not Daddy."
Crystal and I quickly calmed down, but Ben couldn't get any rest that night. He ended up coming into our room and making a pallette on the floor. See, he'd never realized before that Dad could actually die.
It's a sad thought when you think about how you'll be seperated from those that you love dearly. But the great thing about living life in Christ is that the seperation won't be an eternal one. If those loved ones believed in Christ, we will see them again.

Look at John 11:25, "Jesus said unto her, I am the resurrection, and the life: he that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live:"

Did you see that, "though he were dead, yet shall he live:" If we are in Christ we have the promise of life. Eternal life. A life beyond the realms of this physical body. I'm so glad for that promise.

Have you rested in that promise? Have you believed on Him?