LIFE AND DEATH
People die, so many people die. They die every day. Its very painful when we loose our loved ones. Despite the fact that all human beings must die, we still mourn for the lose of our loved ones. It even takes us long to accept the fact that they are gone. We are all left wishing the a second chance can be presented, just a one time moment to see the sunset with them. The other day i attended the funeral of one of my friends mother. The guy is on his mid twenties, his dad is on his fifties. Surprisingly enough i saw this two grown ups crying. They even wanted to be buried with their loved one. It takes so long for us human to accept the Gods plan that human beings must at one time die. Life becomes hard, very hard because no one can replace them. They were very special, they were the best but they leave us clinching to their memories. Some memories which make us cry even more.
Death is five letter word, which i would refer to as the end of life according to the English dictionary. After someone dies life ends. When we see that coffin descending six feet down we assume the end of ever associating with the deceased. Despite the fact that there is life after death we all sing, we sing saying that if its God wish we will meet again. Is there meeting again? Is there life after death? Will we ever reunite with our loved ones. I keep on asking myself these questions but i never get the answers. I am a Christian by birth and by will. By birth meaning that i was born in a Christian family then i choose to be a Christian. Will i ever see Moses? And this guy with all that wit, king Solomon did he ever exist? The other day a friend of mine asked me if there is life after death whats the essence of us dying, why cant we just live forever?
People get sick. Some doctors have the guts to tell us how many days our loved ones will live. others give us hope knowing that there is nothing they can do. Despite seeing the condition of our patients, looking at them but they cant look back, speaking to them but they cant hear us, we never want to let them go. but who takes them? Death is a must but will those people that Jesus will find on earth first die and resurrect. My dad told me to stop asking all these questions and live large. Live large.