My heart is heavy today. I have two funerals to attend to within this next week, one this
Saturday and the other next
Thursday.
Saturday is the funeral for the
father of my friend, Nathan. He is no stranger to sorrow and suffering. Eight years ago, Nathan lost his wife in a
horrific and tragic way. I'm happy to say he's remarried now but he still has many sorrows. I pray for him.
Naturally, with these events, I've been thinking a lot about life and death. How fragile life is and how strange death can be. We just never know when will be our last day on earth. I hope to live past 100. But if I do die young, I hope it's quick.
Years ago, my daughter, Miriam, used to cry herself to sleep at night because she would worry so much about the vulnerability of life. If there was a movie we would watch where someone died from cancer or a heart attack, she'd have nightmares for weeks. One particular night, I laid by her side in her bed scratching her little back, trying to console her. Her tiny voice stammered as she listed off all the "what if's" that plagued her mind. "Oh Miriam," I said soothingly, "You are right. There are so many ways we
can die... so
many ways that we cannot even begin to list them all. We knew when we came to this earth it would not be forever. Death is part of life and it
has to happen to all of us in order to live again, to return to our Father in Heaven. We just don't know when that will be and we can't really control it. But that doesn't matter. What matters is how we live. And, Who does life come from?" I asked her. "Jesus," she answered. "That's right.
Through Him, is the only way to live." I recited to her
Matthew 10:28. I assured, "the only thing we need to concern ourselves about is if we are trying to live like Jesus." That seemed to calm her and she was finally able to sleep. Many nights after that, I would have to reassure her of our conversation, "Remember, there are a million ways to die and only one way to live." Since then, this phrase has become a common saying in our family.
Now, all I have to do is start off, "Remember, there are a million....." And the kids immediately finish the sentence, "...ways to die and only one way to live." Good. I hope my children never forget it!