Dispatch #030 God Didn’t Need Another Angel Let’s say the hard thing, because soft lies don’t hold up in the fire.

When someone dies, we reach for comfort. We say things like:
“God needed another angel.”
“He got his wings.”
“She’s doing heavenly assignments now.”

I understand why people say it. I really do.

I’ve stood at more graves than I can count, Bible in hand, grief in the air. I’ve watched strong men fold. I’ve seen parents break. I’ve looked into the eyes of children trying to make sense of a box too small for someone they loved. You don’t forget those moments. And you don’t honor them with empty comfort.

 Here’s the truth.

That phrase—“God needed another angel”—doesn’t just miss the mark.
It quietly strips power from the cross.

Your loved one wasn’t drafted into some celestial work program.
They’re not floating on clouds or checking in at Heaven’s front gate.
They’re not earning a place near Jesus.

If they belonged to Christ, the work is finished.
Their identity is sealed.
Their place is secured.
Not as angels, but as sons and daughters—redeemed and restored.

“It is finished.” — John 19:30
Jesus didn’t say that so they could get to work in Heaven.
He said it so they could come home.

What Angels Don’t Have

In Lucifer’s Successor, I write about angels and celestials.
They’re powerful. They fight. They fall. They even envy.
But they don’t carry what we carry.

They don’t bleed.
They don’t get redeemed.
They don’t bear the Spirit of the Living God.

What we have—the Spirit within, the blood that covers, and the right to call the Sovereign Father—even the angels long to understand.

“Even angels long to look into these things.” — 1 Peter 1:12

Stop Dressing Up Death

It’s time to stop covering death with poetic fiction.

God didn’t need another angel.
He wasn’t short on help.
He’s not running a wing factory.

What He wanted were worshipers—restored, reborn, and reconciled.
What He bought was you.
Not to be reassigned.
But to be made new.

So when you grieve, grieve with hope.
Not because someone became an angel,
but because they were welcomed home as who they truly are.

Known. Loved. Whole. In Christ.

“To be absent from the body is to be present with the Lord.” — 2 Corinthians 5:8

Let the angels do what they were made to do.
But remember this:

They weren’t made in God’s image.
You were.

You weren’t created to float.
You were created to reign.

That’s the promise.
That’s the hope.
That’s the truth.