We don’t miss the water until the well runs dry.
Queen Elizabeth was the last great leader of what has been called “The Greatest Generation”. She has been the heart and soul of England for decades. She stood with her cane and invited her 15th prime minister to ‘form a government’ 48 hours before her death.
When she became queen in 1952, Winston Churchhill was the prime minister, he having been Britain’s fearless leader of World War II.
She had great respect for our statesman, Ronald Reagan, who was 16 years her senior. She invited him to ride horseback with her when, as U.S. president, Reagan visited England.
Queen Elizabeth was indeed the last great leader of “the greatest generation” to pass from our midst at age 96. Curiously, on the day of her death, it was reported that a rainbow appeared over Buckingham Palace, something they say does not happen that often in London. In Balmoral, Scotland, where she died, a double rainbow appeared.
Indeed, we don’t miss the water until the well runs dry.
She was a person of great faith and inner strength; that strength being sourced in her personal faith in her Creator. Tears will flow in England the day of her funeral and eyes will be misty the world over.
Think of the difference one solitary life can make! God knew her before she was born, just as he knew each of you. He created her just as He created each of you. He had a plan for her life just as He has a plan for your life. God watched from heaven as His plan for her life unfolded.
She was shy and thought she was too young to assume the responsibilities and duties of queen when she was called upon to do so in her twenties. God knew she was not too young. God never gives us a job to do that He does not give us someone to help us with it. She found herself surrounded with her father’s (the king) trusted and experienced advisors within the palace and with the likes of Winston Churchill in the government (with whom she enjoyed a close relationship for the rest of Churchill’s life).
God gave her a long life, the longest rule (70 years) in Britain’s 1000 year history going back to William the Conqueror, and when she was finally called home, rainbows were left behind as her soul, escorted by God’s angels, rose heavenward.
We must pause, as Britain mourns her passing, and think on these things.
Think of the difference one solitary life can make. God knew her before she was born. He had a plan for her life. Think of the loss, one at a time, of the 60 million preborn children in this country alone. God knew each of them before they were aborted, aborting God’s plans for their lives.
How many God-given leaders have we lost to abortion which is an abomination to God? We have a lot of politicians anymore. We have no statesmen in the world.