Preparing to present a devotion in a craft group after 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 immediately think of my passing. And this type of thought is a boon.
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. These are these humbling realities. It puts all our anxieties and complexities and conflicts into context.
The question that arises for me out of the notion of my death is,’Am I cherishing the fact that I’m alive?’ Am I holding life lightly? Am I too buried in my job? Am I making enough time for my relationships? What am I putting off that I shouldn’t be? Who is it that will really miss me when I’m gone? And am I making time for all these people today? Have I made all attempts to reconcile with those I’ve aggrieved? 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 really accepted the consequences of my actions? Is there joy in my life? What can I do to connect myself to peace, hope and joy?
What am I missing? As opposed to’What am I missing out on?’
This is the most pulsating truth of life: you and I’m alive, for such a time as this, and yet soon it will be over. As most of us know, with grandparents and parents having passed away, or people getting ready for such an event, life seems long, but from some viewpoints of irony it’s very short indeed.
It is not a morbid thought to plan for one’s funeral; this type of thought reminds us how precious life is, and it causes us to cherish the fact that we’re alive.