When someone close passes away, we reflect
Someone close to us just passed away. Life in this world is too short, we learn.
Yet ... We slog it out, day in day out. We trudge through this miserable life. We wonder, sometimes, to what end.
One fine day we wake up, look around and ask, How did I become like this? Where have all the years gone?
Thinking of that someone close who has left us and this world, we realize that life in the next world is long. Life there sasts longer than that drumming bunny with batteries. Going ... going ... going ...
No! Life in the next world is not long! Life in the next world is never-ending. Forever. No termination. No end. No more death. Infinity and beyond.
If one hundred years is long, imagine living forever.
Living forever ... miserably? Or, happily? That depends on what we do in this short life. Again we look back and ask, Where have the years gone?
Now we realize that we have a lot of catching up to do. We wonder if we have enough time left to make up for all those years gone by.
How much time left? 20 years? 10 years? 5 months? 1 week? 1 day? We don't know for sure. What is sure is that we are going to check out and it could be sooner rather than later.
Cold beads of sweat start forming on my forehead. I could feel bricks in my tummy. Sense some panic here. Man, I need to change. God, please help me.
We are glad that we have the realization. We see things with new and different priorities. We behave differently today. Then we go to sleep.
By the time we wake up tomorrow morning, we forget the priorities. We slog it out, day in day out. Trudging through this miserable life and bemoaning our luck. We wonder, sometimes, to what end.
We are back to our old selves. Then someone else close to us passes away. We reflect again.
But, maybe, just a maybe ... that someone is none other than us.
And that would make this our final reflection, wouldn't it?
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Yet ... We slog it out, day in day out. We trudge through this miserable life. We wonder, sometimes, to what end.
One fine day we wake up, look around and ask, How did I become like this? Where have all the years gone?
Thinking of that someone close who has left us and this world, we realize that life in the next world is long. Life there sasts longer than that drumming bunny with batteries. Going ... going ... going ...
No! Life in the next world is not long! Life in the next world is never-ending. Forever. No termination. No end. No more death. Infinity and beyond.
If one hundred years is long, imagine living forever.
Living forever ... miserably? Or, happily? That depends on what we do in this short life. Again we look back and ask, Where have the years gone?
Now we realize that we have a lot of catching up to do. We wonder if we have enough time left to make up for all those years gone by.
How much time left? 20 years? 10 years? 5 months? 1 week? 1 day? We don't know for sure. What is sure is that we are going to check out and it could be sooner rather than later.
Cold beads of sweat start forming on my forehead. I could feel bricks in my tummy. Sense some panic here. Man, I need to change. God, please help me.
We are glad that we have the realization. We see things with new and different priorities. We behave differently today. Then we go to sleep.
By the time we wake up tomorrow morning, we forget the priorities. We slog it out, day in day out. Trudging through this miserable life and bemoaning our luck. We wonder, sometimes, to what end.
We are back to our old selves. Then someone else close to us passes away. We reflect again.
But, maybe, just a maybe ... that someone is none other than us.
And that would make this our final reflection, wouldn't it?
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