When Tragedy Strikes

Yesterday the shock death of cricket batsman Phil Hughes rocked Australia and the cricketing world.  Hit on the pitch by a bouncer whilst batting on the pitch at the Sydney Cricket Ground, Hughes passed out and never regained consciousness.  He was only 25 years old.  He will be remembered as a rising star whose massive potential was never fully realised, his life tragically cut short playing a game he loved.  My thoughts and prayers have been with his family, friends, and folks in his hometown of Macksville.

Tragedies strike every day which are not reported in detail on the news or websites.  Countless, nameless people across the world die on a day and perhaps in a way they could not possibly have expected.  Such a shock occurrence rightly causes a young person to be introspective and consider his own mortality.  In our world, the bowlers keep bowling, the batsman keep swinging, and the international test matches keep coming.  Some people won't be able to shrug off the tragic passing of Phil, but many will.  They too will have their days come to an unexpected halt.  My hope is that Phil's passing would be redemptive for all people, that they would daily live life to the full, and find their hope in Jesus Christ.

I understand that most people in the world were likely fine with what I have written until the last phrase.  But without apology I simply must write it, for I have found no other hope in the world concerning death than through faith in Christ.  There is no peace, no joy, no hope for a glorious future apart from Him.  People have been playing sport at a professional level for years, but their accomplishments fade and are forgotten.  Great warriors and athletic legends of the ancient world are virtually unknown.  In a mere century - in a world some believe to be billions of years old - grand final winners are all who celebrated them are gone and forgotten. Yet the name of Jesus Christ is still on my lips as the Champion of eternal life.  He is the only One who rose from the dead, and He gives forgiveness, life, and freedom to all who trust in Him.

In this world there is not a shred of hope or comfort for those who face the grim spectre of death.  Time does not heal, and lives are like flowers which bloom one day and wilt the next.  It gives me no joy to think of a man becoming a star, or looking down at me from some heavenly perch.  How does that touch my grief?  When a cousin of mine died suddenly from a bee sting, I cried and cried.  I visited him in hospital, but what could I do?  My tears couldn't change anything for him.  After he passed, the outpouring of support at the viewing and memorial couldn't undo what had been done.  The gracious words and heartwarming memories could not raise him from the tomb.  His tragedy remains a tragedy.  Yet the kind words spoken, the tears, hugs, gatherings, and quiet moments alone thinking have the power to forever alter a man's thinking by a desperate search for life, comfort, and redemption found only in Jesus.  Tragedy can be the path to self-examination, re-evaluation of priorities, and to consider our longing for love, life, and a joyful future which extends beyond our graves.

All this, my friends, is what a relationship Jesus Christ does for a person.  Jesus gives hope to the hopeless, life to the lifeless, and a future for the doomed.  He will give us beauty for our ashes, and those who repent and trust in Him are assured of His presence forever.  You need never be alone in grief, sorrow, fear, and loss.  When women faced the shock death of their brother, Jesus assured Mary and Martha that their brother would rise again. John 11:25-26 says, "Jesus said to her, "I am the resurrection and the life. He who believes in Me, though he may die, he shall live. ²⁶ And whoever lives and believes in Me shall never die. Do you believe this?"  All who do believe this experience peace, joy, and hope the world cannot provide nor know.  Do you know the peace of God, even though the tears may fall?  No matter how deep our suffering or how great our loss, we can cry out to God for comfort and help in time of need.  Psalm 130:1-2 reads, "Out of the depths I have cried to You, O LORD; ² Lord, hear my voice! Let Your ears be attentive to the voice of my supplications."  Shall not the God who created ears hear?  Weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning (Ps. 30:5)