A Scriptural Consideration Entry

“Death will be no more, neither will mourning nor outcry nor pain be anymore.” —Revelation 21:4

A young woman kneels by a graveside, fingers trembling as they trace the carved letters of a name now silent. The air is thick with the ache of questions: “Why him? Why now? Will I ever see him again?” For those who grieve, promises can feel like paper boats in a storm—fragile, sinking beneath the weight of sorrow. But Jehovah’s promises are nothing like that. They are anchors—unchanging, immovable, strong enough to steady even the heaviest heart.

In the closing vision of Revelation, the apostle John peers into a future so stunning it almost defies description. He sees a restored earth—no cemeteries, no emergency rooms, no tear-soaked farewells. “Death will be no more.” That’s not a metaphor. It’s not a temporary reprieve. It’s a decree from the One seated on the throne, the Alpha and the Omega, who declares: “Look! I am making all things new.”

Why can we believe it? Because the voice behind that promise is not a politician’s. It is not a wistful poet’s. It is Jehovah’s—“the God who cannot lie” (Titus 1:2). He invites us to lean on his track record: the flood survived, the sea split, the captives freed, the Son resurrected. And then he adds, with unmistakable force: “Write, for these words are faithful and true.” (Rev. 21:5) These are not drafts. They are declarations.

So what about today, when the ache of grief still pulses through our chest or when pain insists on being our shadow? We remind ourselves—and others—that Jehovah did not merely say, “It will get better.” He said, “It will end.” He has already seen that day. In his eyes, it’s as good as done: “They have come to pass!” (Rev. 21:6)

Return again to that verse. Death will be no more. Say it slowly, as if tracing a future reality with your soul. No more pain. No more sobs muffled into a pillow. No more graveside goodbyes. Only reunions. Only joy. Only life.

Jehovah will do this. And when he does, not one tear will have been forgotten. Not one cry unheard. For the God who sits on the throne remembers every heart that has ever broken—and he promises to mend them all.

Watchtower, November 2023, pages 3–5, paragraphs 3–5