Everlasting Consolation

The condolence card for the passing of Mrs. Heacock's father finally made it to my office this afternoon. Clipped to the card was an envelope for voluntary gifts to the hospice, whose service was much needed by the elder Heacock in his last days.

As for Mrs. Heacock and her married sisters, both of their parents are now gone from their lives. Many words of condolences have already filled the inside face of the card. One other person and I had to write on the back of the card. Since Mrs. Heacock and I have frequently talked about our faith, the words from Charles Spurgeon came appropriately to mind in this time of sorrow. By extending an edifying reading from Spurgeon's writings, I wrote on the card:

Even as sickness prostrates us or our loved ones, or death's arrow pierces us to the heart, our comfort does not die. It is in Him we find our everlasting consolation (2 Thessalonias 2:16). Our prayers are with you and your loved ones.

From now to eternity, Christ, our everlasting consolation. This is our prayer for you and your family. Have a safe journey home, Mrs. Heacock. We'll see you back at work Monday next.