Thursday, 22 May 2014

REMEMBERING THE PAST OF OUR FUTURE?

The strangest thing about life is where we go from here. If all we got is life and one shot at it, then what about our beloved ones, simply we will never meet them again, no, we might. Our hopes and despair might be nothing more than emptiness. Bless our souls dear lord and one day after life on earth, we wish to ........., those we lost along the way.

Deliver those who are being taken away to death, and those who are staggering to slaughter, O hold them back. If you say, 'See, we did not know this', does He not consider it who weighs the hearts? And does He not know it who keeps your soul? And will He not render to man according to his work?

The Dead still live for us and bid us think of life, not death, of life to which in their youth they lent the passion and glory of Spring. As we listen, the great chorus of life and joy begins again, and amid the awful orchestra of seen and unseen powers and destinies of good and evil, our trumpets, sound once more a note of daring, hope, and will.

We shouldn't be afraid of death but be afraid of dying. Pain can be alleviated by morphine but the pain of social ostracism cannot be taken away. Dear lord, we are but your perfect image, yet we waste to be forgotten. Let us leave in perfect peace.

To die proudly when it is no longer possible to live proudly.  Death of one's own free choice, death at the proper time, with a clear head and with joyfulness, consummated in the midst of children and witnesses:  so that an actual leave taking is possible while he who is leaving is still there.

Look not every man on his own things, but every man also on the things of others. Sure death cares not, be strong and of good courage; be not afraid, neither be thou dismayed: for the Lord thy God is with thee whithersoever thou goest.

We know not anything more pleasant, or more instructive, than to compare experience with expectation, or to register from time to time the difference between idea and reality. It is by this kind of observation that we grow daily less liable or accountable to death.