This passage from the Revelation to John is one of my favorites in all of scripture, as it points to what Lent, and our sorry passage through this vale of tears is all about. Yes, we will all encounter suﬀering in our lives, and we all will die. But at the end of It is Easter, a new creation. At the end God will wipe away all our tears, and even wipe away death itself.
As someone who has witnessed my parents, my husband, one sister, and a number of good friends pass away, I can tell you that I am sick of death. And I know that more death is in store, as I try in vain to brace myself for the deaths of other people I love. I treasure this passage from the Revelation because I need this strong assurance that while death and grief are real, God has promised something new and better to us. New life, even if in my grief that seems unimaginable now.
The Revelation oﬀers us a vision of what is to come, but it also reminds us that we’re not there yet. I once heard a preacher say that God must love the ordinary—because he made so much of it. And as that is the case our job is to love it as well, because God made it. And sometimes we get there.