In those days people will seek death and will not find it; they will long to die, but death will flee from them.
When things are bad, when it all seems lost, maybe then, at least, the thought of death is a comfort. “At least they are no longer suffering,” some will say. There will come a day when the suffering no longer ends. It will have no expiration date, it will go on forever and ever. That is a terrifying concept. I can only imagine being in pain and torment and laying on a sick bed hoping only to die in order to have it all be over and death never comes to relieve the suffering. That is bleak. But check this out…
20 The rest of the people, who were not killed by these plagues, did not repent of the works of their hands to stop worshiping demons and idols of gold, silver, bronze, stone, and wood, which are not able to see, hear, or walk. 21 And they did not repent of their murders, their sorceries, their sexual immorality, or their thefts.
Even in the bleakness, people will refuse to turn to God. They will long to die, but will not long for Jesus. They will refuse Him. They will want it any other way but Him, but there is no other way than through Him. The pride and arrogance of the human condition is one of wanting comfort from anywhere other than where God has so freely provided it. By His grace, may our hearts never stray to any other place or any other way. The path is narrow and the way is difficult, but it ends in comfort and peace and rest with God forever. Every other way ends in seeking and longing for something that will NEVER be found.