Thursday, September 6, 2012

The 4th Stage

Birth. Childhood. Adulthood. Death. Repeat.
That exact moment that you realize how human we really are -- that from the day we are born, our bodies are slowing dying. That exact moment when you stop thinking like a 21 year old that will live forever. That exact moment that it stops being irrelevant to you and becomes really personal. That exact moment that you realize that your life is about to drastically change.

Over the last week, I have heard some of the saddest and most heart-wrenching news in the lives of a couple different people -- some I sat near at church and some that I speak to on an almost-daily basis. Isn't grief so interesting? I mean, every single person deals with it differently. What do you do in times of sadness?

Do you dwell on it or do you avoid it?
Do you lose your appetite or overeat?
Do you find yourself wide awake in the night or do you sleep through the day?
Do you find yourself more productive or immobile?
Talk about it too much or not enough?
Do you pick up a hobby or do you just sit in silence?
Call a friend? Turn off your phone?

Well, whatever it is you do, maybe it'll help to hear the advice of a giant:
"Be known for your gentleness and never forget the nearness of our God. And don't worry about whatever's going to come. Just tell God every detail and the peace of God that no one understand will come to you."
Philippians 4:6-7

Easier said than done, right? If you're me, you're thinking that "not worrying" is asking a little too much. If you're me, you're wondering, "Why are we even here? Why get in too deep with people and be vulnerable when death and tragedy is so inevitable?" That's one those questions that is usually answered by, "Don't dwell on questions that you'll never know the answer to."

Well. I wanna know.

"There is nothing to be feared from a body any more than
 there is anything to be feared from the darkness . . . 
It is the unknown we fear when we look upon death and darkness, nothing more."
HP, HBP

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