As I considered these things, a thought came to me: this must be why sometimes, the best and loveliest person that we know of dies young. God must be taking her out before she even gets soiled by the cares of the world, and while she is at her most beautiful. God must be taking her out because He says, “She is too beautiful, I must preserve her.”
“But you don’t understand! He’s perfect! I know that one day, he could become a Christian, too! Maybe God is using me so he can get saved” Yeah, sure.
As you celebrate Christmas this year, be thankful to God for His gift in the form of a baby in Bethlehem. But I beg you not to give more importance, and only importance, to the birth more than to the death.
The earth did not stop turning on its axis in shock, and the world did not stop what they were doing on account of her death. And this was outrageous to me.