The Living Dead

Recently my grandmother passed away, something that I have been struggling to accept. In fact it seemed that it did not even hit me until a week later, to where I broke down and wept. Death is an interesting thing, it seems that I know it will be coming for all us this inevitable fate, but I do not even give it the least bit of thought. Many would say this is due to my faith in God, which does have impact in the way I view death, but I live as if I am alive.

I have heard the phrase many times before, "Live as today was your last." That is a powerful phrase to which enlightens me for a very short period of time. For eventually you come to realize that the day was not your last and woke to another. But the concept still remains, in never leaves us, for we don't know if we will live to see another day. What a strange concept, dying. Absent. Breathless. Yet even with the knowledge that one day my life will end, and I should live today with overwhelming concern, I simply do not. Why? Living is busy, and death is not.

Profoundly I found myself enjoying life more, when my life has unoccupied time to live. As if the concept is not about dying or being afraid of death, but about rearranging our live to live. And that is what God tells us to do. Live. A life that has less possessions seems to be a life more enjoyed. For the world is where God lives, and our possessions are where man lives.

The inevitability of death should positively impact us to choose this day to live. God created us with death in mind, for from dust we are made and dust we will return. The very word Man in Hebrew A-DAM, is almost the same as the word for dirt A-DAM-AR. So we know where we are going in this world, so we need to take our lives back from man's world and experience God's. It seems that God allows death in the world to warn us to use our time wisely while we are here. Don't let your whole life be a waste, choose how to live for death is near.