A well known preacher lost his wife and was left with three motherless children. As was to be expected, the children couldn’t understand why their mother had died, and had many questions they asked their father.

One day as they were going in the car to the cemetery, a large truck and trailer passed them closely making a dark shadow over the car.

“Ooh, I wouldn’t want that truck to hit us!”, one of the children said.

“Which would hurt us the most, the truck or the shadow of the truck?” asked their father.

“The shadow can’t hurt us”, one of the older children said.

“No,” said their father, “And that’s just what it was like for Mum. Death didn’t hurt her because she loved Jesus, it was only just a shadow for her. It has only taken her body, and not touched her spirit or soul which are with Jesus in heaven”.

“Oh, that makes it so easy to understand now”, said the oldest boy.

Yes, though I walk in the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil for You are with me; Your rod and Your staff they comfort me.  (Psalm 23:4)