Jesus Cried

As I glanced  across the way seeing in his eyes and hearing in his voice  the pain that was still so real as he spoke of her death.He spoke how the events of the day had reminded him of that day.He spoke of how it still made no since and how it shouldn't be. I could all but feel his pain.My mind wondered back to that day also,making also no since to me.Death is like that,so often we just can't wrap our minds around it.Why some things happen the way they do.Why sometimes life isn't fair.Death sometimes seers like a branding iron images in our mind that never vanishes away.There was another time  in my life that an image was etched forever  in my mind.It was many years ago but seems like yesterdy;a baby,who was layed in my arms,a mother who cried for help just to save her baby.Trying to do all I could,but the end result was death.These are the times we can never understand or grasp why things happen the way the do.We question God.We wonder what He feels.Does he know our pain? Does He care?
John 11:35-Jesus Wepted
I know he does and in that I can find peace.
It makes no since to me why a Father would give His son to die,and a Son who would give  up His life for me.I deserve nothing.I am so unworthy  of His love ,mercy and grace. Death is powerful in itself.Earthly death is not the end,that's His promise for those who believe in Him and trust His promises.
Though I may never understand,I trust, and in that He gives me comfort.