Your eyes saw my substance, being yet unformed. And in Your book they all were written, The days fashioned for me, When as yet there were none of them.
In my mid-thirties I lost my wife, my mom, and my dad all in a five-year span. It was a difficult time, yet with every loss I found myself coming back to the reassuring descriptions of God’s sovereignty found in Psalm 139. He knows everything about us, He protects us, we can’t escape His presence, He formed us in our mother’s womb, and His works are marvelous.
But some of my greatest comfort has come from verse 16 where I’ve gained the absolute conviction and assurance that the day my loved ones died was “their” day. Whether it was from an illness or some other means, that was the day that was written in His book even before they were born. So I don’t have to second-guess if we did everything we could or if the surrounding circumstances would have been different, it was still their day and God is either sovereign or He’s not. He knows what He’s doing and I can trust in that. Our times are in His hands (Psalm 31:15).
Pastor Gerard Deleeuw