Where Do Our Dead Go?
I am counted among those who go down to the pit; I am like a man without strength, set apart among the dead, like the slain who lie in the grave, whom You remember no more! They are cut off from Your hand.” — Psalm 88:5–6 In this Psalm we read how ink-black and terribly dark life can become for a human being. Seeing no way out anymore, no light at the end of any tunnel. It feels as though you wander in the realm of the dead, in the deep caverns of the earth, where you have no contact with anything or anyone, sunk so deeply into the darkest corners of your soul that you believe even God no longer looks after you, because the realm of the dead offers no possibility for reflection, for contact, for sharing, let alone for hearing a cry for help. Fortunately, the Psalmist clearly states elsewhere that YHWH will always be with us, even in the darkest periods of our lives, wherever we may be, for He is a faithful God who remains near. “Where can I go from Your Spirit? Or where can I flee f...
