Thought from Today’s Old Testament Passage:
“Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of His saints.”—Psalm cxvi. 15
We love the people of God, they are exceedingly precious to us, and, therefore, we are too apt to look upon their deaths as a very grievous loss. We would never let them die at all if we could help it. If it were in our power to confer immortality upon our beloved Christian brethren and sisters, we should surely do it, and to their injury we should detain them here, in this wilderness, depriving them of a speedy entrance into their inheritance on the other side of the river. It would be cruel to them, but I fear we should often be guilty of it. We should hold them here a little longer, and a little longer yet, finding it hard to relinquish our grasp. The departures of the saints cause us many a pang. We fret, alas! … Be it known that while we are sorrowing Christ is rejoicing. His prayer is, “Father, I will that they also whom Thou hast given Me be with Me where I am,” and in the advent of every one of His own people to the skies He sees an answer to that prayer, and is, therefore, glad. He beholds in every perfected one another portion of the reward for the travail of His soul, and He is satisfied in it. We are grieving here, but He is rejoicing there. We are grieving here,… but, meanwhile, the bells of heaven are ringing for “the bridal feast above,” the streamers are floating joyously in every heavenly street, and the celestial world keeps holiday because another heir of heaven has entered upon his heritage.
C. H. Spurgeon, The Treasury of the Bible, Vol. 3 (Grand Rapids, MI: Zondervan Publishing House, 1962), p. 17