The death of John MacArthur is one of those ways of God which we have a hard time understanding. John did not expect such an outcome. Nor would we choose it for one so needed and loved.

We saw plainly the hand of God in his life; and had no sense that his kingdom work was finished. But it was God’s time to call him to glory. John’s work was done. His race was run. We see the end and have no choice but to rejoice.

All who feel the loss must deeply confess that there is no replacement for this loved man with uncommon joy and goodness; his loyal love to family, friends and his flock; his unwavering devotion to his Lord. In reality, John is alive more than he has ever been, and all who feel his absence feel also his presence in a thousand vivid memories.

Even more, we will be together again soon and forever. This is a day to trace his exalted path to glory; his astonishment that brought him in a moment from California to heaven. We can imagine his holy humility as he bows before his Lord singing, “Worthy is that Lamb that was slain to receive glory, and riches, and honor.”  Think of the reality of pure sanctification, and full exemption from sin and natural evil. Think of exploring knowledge and expanding wisdom. And with these thoughts ask if you would pray him back from that celestial fulfillment.

We would never recall his immortal spirit from heaven to renew his life into this sin-ruled world. We would never want him back to suffer and weep when he is in a place with no pain, no tears, and no agony. Who would dare to stop the song he sings, extinguish the rapture he feels, or rescind the eternal wealth he has?

Who would dare to eclipse the glory of God he shares, or hush the angels and their song at his arrival? Who does not rejoice that God has fulfilled the plan for John? And so, it is for John MacArthur—the story is complete. Election. Justification. Sanctification. Glorification. His death exalts his Lord as his life did. His heavenly experience is all infinite love, joy, and peace. If he could send a message back to us, he would say: Oh, it is indescribable rapture and bliss!