Good News About Death
The priest was asked to tell a nineteen year
old girl that she has a rare liver
and had only three months to live.
was speaking to the doctor today, Carol."
"What did he say?" "He
you are quite ill."
"Serious?" "Yes, the
says it's serious."
"Does he think I'll get better?"
"No, the doctor does not think
"Does that mean that I am going
"Yes, Carol, the doctor thinks
"Did he mention anything about
"Ah you know the way it is, Carol,
never really know."
"Look, Father, on the level -
mention anything about time?"
he did say about three months."
"Father, you've got to help me."
"Carol, I will do anything I can
"Because I want to make this easy
Mommy and Daddy."
The priest continues saying that he
not believe it. Her concern was not
but her parents. Carol realized that
a Christian meant doing her dying during
her lifetime and not at the end of
Death is like a pile of sand at the
life and we are asked to take and sprinkle
throughout every day of our lives.
to herself = Loving as Jesus did.
Every time Carol smiled concealing
every time she withheld a complaint
out to another patient in the ward,
time she helped the nurses in some
time she put others before herself,
would die a little. And love would
always a bit more in her and around
Like her Master. Jesus did not wallow
self pity on the cross. He reached
His Father to forgive those who were
him. He entrusted his mother to John.
reached out to Dimas. The physical
was easy after that - the real dying
already taken place!
One Sunday a father took his four year
daughter for a walk. They passed by
and the girl pointed out to the graves
tombstones and asked (these tough questions
that children ask!), "Daddy what
those?" The father fumbled a response,
"These are people who lived here
us and when God wanted them, he sent
them to go and live with him in his
with the angels and the saints."
little girl thought about that for
or two and then with disarming simplicity,
she pointed out again to the graves
"And I suppose, dad when they
to live in the house of God, this is
they left their clothes!"
Without knowing this girl was repeating
the Gospels say. On Easter Sunday,
and John came to the tomb, they looked
and they saw the linen wrapping lying
and the face cloth that had been on
rolled up in a place by itself. Jesus
not there. His clothes were!
Father Bede Jarrett says - I like this
"Death is only a horizon; and
is nothing save the limit to our sight".
Only a tiny part of our lives is lived
human form. We are a pilgrim people.
on our way home.
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