Ever been to a funeral of a person you've never met and wished you knew him/her? I was at a funeral of a young man named Sabata. Everyone who spoke of him mentioned that he had a smile that brighten up everyone's day. The one thing that captured my mind about him was that those who were with him on the day of his death testified that he asked for prayer. He died a terrible accident. That was the bitter part of this whole situation. The sweet part is that he was playing gospel music and sang along with it on that day. Before they went on their trip he asked for prayer, then a few minutes before he met death, he mentioned that he sensed something bad and asked for yet another prayer. When the accident was about to happen, he fought hard to avoid it but was defeated. He apologized to them saying he tried but couldn't safe their lives,that was the end of them. Ten people died and I heard of one survivor who told the family that sad story. The beauty about this is that he entered the gates of heaven with a prayer. It felt like he knew that it was time. I didn't know him but the stories they told about him made me wish I met him. Rest in Peace.
Then I heard a voice from heaven say, "Blessed are the dead who die in the Lord from now on." "Yes," says the Spirit, "they will rest from their labor, for their deeds will follow them."
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