The former joyful days were turned into sorrow because of Death's wicked hand.

But the great Burden-Bearer lightens her load and helps her to bear her sorrow as there come to her mind the words spoken through his messenger: "Sorrow not as others, who have no hope; for if we believe that Jesus died and rose again, even so them also which sleep in Jesus will God bring by him....

Comfort one another with these words."-- 1 Thessalonians 4:13,14,18.
[616]Gazing far out to sea, she observes a mighty ship being tossed by the power of the waves as though it were an empty shell.

What marvelous power is thus displayed by those waves! Yet it is but a semblance of the power of God.

He who made the great ocean and caused the moon to kiss its bosom at nightfall; he who hung the stars in the heavens, which serve to guide the weary and wave-tossed mariner in his stormy course, and who holds back the winds until he has reached his desired haven--he it is who is clothed with all power and authority in heaven and in earth, and has promised to bring back the beloved dead from the grave.
His promise he will faithfully keep.
[617]Her meditations for a time sad, are now turned into silent joy because of the hope planted in that once troubled bosom by the precious promises of God.