Once again we stand here at the death of a loved one, a death brought about by a wasting disease that afflicts some many others we care for.
And so we face death again, death from disease. But, even more, death from the Disease. For we are all sick, sick and in need of saving. The disease of sin “runs through my blood // It’s a cancer fatal to my soul // Every attempt on my behalf has failed // To bring this sickness under control.”
According to the ever-quoted book of Romans, as paraphrased by Icon for Hire, “the penalty of all my deeds despite my pleas is death!”
By His work alone, we can be presented to Him “in splendor, without spot or wrinkle or any such thing, … holy and without blemish.” (Ephesians 5:27). Where before, our sins were “like scarlet”(Isaiah 1:18) , instead the church can “clothe herself with fine linen, bright and pure.” (Revelation 19:8)
But you know what is more beautiful? Our Messiah. He took it all on, and lo! At the end of Time, He is called The Lamb that was Slain – To His glory, He bears our scars, and it is beautiful.