Preparing to present a devotion in a craft group following a presentation by a funeral director, I decided to run with the stream, and get people engaged in the imminence of their death.
Nothing arouses thought for the transient nature of life more, for me personally, then the panpipes instrumental, The Lonely Shepherd. Any time I hear this music I instantly think of my passing. And such a thought is a blessing.
It is not a morbid thought. It is the thought grounded in the truth that God could eliminate my breath and stop my heart inside a second. Or, cause me to be diagnosed with cancer tomorrow. These are these humbling realities. It places all our stresses and complexities and conflicts into context.
The question which arises for me from the thought of my death is,’Am I cherishing the fact that I am alive?’ Am I holding life gently? Am I too buried in my job? What am I putting off that I should not be? Who is it that is really going to miss me when I’m gone? And am I making time for these people today? Have these people seen the best of me yet? Have I made all efforts to reconcile with those I’ve aggrieved? Am I making Melbourne FL Animal Removal known? Am I aware of should be? What should I do before I die?
Have I got any regrets about life? Can I do anything about them? Have I truly accepted the consequences of my actions? Is there joy in my life? What can I do to connect to peace, hope and joy?
What am I overlooking? Instead of’What am I missing out on?’
This is the most pulsating fact of life: you and I’m alive, for such a time as this, and soon it’ll be over. As we all know, with parents and grandparents having passed away, or those getting ready for this event, life seems long, but from some perspectives of irony it’s very short indeed.
It isn’t a morbid idea to plan for one’s funeral; such a thought reminds us how precious life is, and it causes us to cherish the fact that we’re alive.