“Go Rest High On That Mountain” by Vince Gill
I know your life
On earth was troubled
And only you could know the pain
You weren’t afraid to face the devil
You were no stranger to the rain
Go rest high on that mountain
Son your work on earth is done
Go to heaven a-shoutin’
Love for the Father and the Son
Oh, how we cried the day you left us
We gathered ’round your grave to grieve
Wish I could see the angels faces
When they hear your sweet voice sing
Go rest high on that mountain
Son your work on earth is done
Go to heaven a-shoutin’
Love for the Father and the Son
Go rest high on that mountain
Son your work on earth is done
Go to heaven a-shoutin’
Love for the Father and the Son
Go to heaven a-shoutin’
Love for the Father and the Son
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Vincent Grant Gill
Dear God, this theme keeps coming up for me lately: The cheapness of human life combined with the preciousness of it. I wonder how you see all of this. I know you care about each death because Jesus cared so much about Lazarus’s death. I know you care about each life lived because you took the time to send Jesus to us. And yet there are just so many of us. So many people.
I had a high school friend die of a sudden heart attack a few days ago. I found out about 36 hours ago. His mother has been on my heart as I know she must be hurting. Then there is the mom I know more locally who lost her adult daughter who was over 60. Both of these people lost had trouble finding traction in this life, but both definitely loved you and neither ever stopped trying. I hadn’t seen the high school friend in several years, but he was an incredibly good man. From everything I could see, he was simply good through and through. But he just never seemed to get traction. His career didn’t go where he wanted it to go. His love life didn’t go where he wanted it to go.
What is certain about both of these friends is that they had people who really loved them, starting with their parents. Both had lost their fathers already, but from what I understand, their fathers loved them as much as their mothers did.
I guess I’m praying all of this because I came across this song this morning, and it seemed to fit the sadness I feel for these losses, but it also reminded me of the angels smiling and caring about us too. In fact, isn’t it interesting that they angels seem to love us so much? I don’t know how many other worlds you might have like us that you care about, but you have certainly set up a system in the spiritual realm that shows an incredible amount of love for us.
Father, I pray that my two friends I’m thinking of right now will continue to ripple through this physical world while their souls enjoy you in the spiritual one. In your kingdom. In the New Earth. You are a great God who takes the 100 billion souls that have entered and left the world and cares about each and every one of them. I pray that one day I will be able to go to heaven a shoutin’ my love for you, my Triune God. And please comfort the mothers and others who were close to these two and are feeling this loss. Love them well.
I pray this in Jesus and with your Holy Spirit,
Amen
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