Music Monday: Graverobber

It's Monday, and I'm off. But I thought I might try an automated post to celebrate some of the great music written by believers to communicate their hope and faith.

When we lost our little girl in 1998, I bitterly realized the reality that we will all expire, one day. Like milk in the fridge, we have a date stamped on us that no one can revoke. This week I spoke to a friend about her dying father, I prayed with a woman who has cancer and is one chemo, and I heard about the death of Michael Crichton, an author whose works challenge me intellectually while being compelling and readable.

I heard this song a few years ago... and it expresses the futility and hopelessness we all feel in the face of our loved one's coming death, and in the inevitability of our own. I can respect this artist's grappling with his own sense of tragedy and struggle with the reality of accidents, wrongful death, and the knowledge that we all have our time. (Mild content warning: some scenes may be mildly disturbing. Nothing more violent or tragic than you would see on TV after 8. Still... be warned.) Gravedigger, by Dave Matthews Band.

But the hope which the Christian has in the face of death is not in supernatural healing, or the prolonging of life beyond 'our time.' The bible tells us we are flowers quickly fading, grass in the sun, fog being burned away by the dawn (James 4:14). The hope (Titus 2:13) that we have is in the coming of our great God and King, the Lord Jesus Christ to collect us from our graves and take us to be with Him (1 Thess 4:13-18). In one of the darkest hours of my life, this song by the band Petra reminded me of that hope. It's a treasure.



I'd welcome you to reflect on this with me in the comments. Where is your hope? What hope do you have in the face of death?