| | Say you are laying next to the one you love, and they get out of bed. They were just there, but now they aren't. The bed is still warm, the pillows and sheets still smell like them, and the mattress is indented with their outline. But they just aren't there anymore.
Death is like that.
I think almost everything in our lives, all this busyness, is an attempt to push out the reality of death. We don't live like we are truly, definitely, absolutely, going to die. If I really understood I was going to die, would I still get mad about parking spaces and slow internet connections? No, I wouldn't.
But we put it on hold. We don't want to peer into the blackness surrounding us at every turn. Perhaps this is why books like Twilight and movies like Tuck Everlasting are so popular - because deep down, none of us want to die. Perhaps this is why every generation is absolutely certain that their Jesus will return in their lifetime - because deep down, none of us want to die.
But we are truly, definitely, absolutely going to die. Though our time with one another is unimaginably brief, may we never seek to make our lives feel more full with empty busyness. It is so strange that we are all so limited that we can't will our lives to be any longer than they will be. It is so strange that we are so weak that the smallest burst of a tiny vein inside our bodies can kill us.
Facing the reality of death and realizing how limited we really are is humbling. Because none of us understands death, and whether we like it or not, whether we are at peace with it or not, and even though we don't understand it, we will all die.
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