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Ponderizations of a Crazy Calvinist
Blagging for England from the persecuted church

Dying well.

Thursday, December 09, 2004

Sometimes



Never knock on Death's door:
ring the bell and run away!
Death really hates that!

Matt Frewer,


Remember how as a kid, besides, chocolate and iced cream, you seem to have a mobid fascination in some respects with death and dying. (I'm assuming this is a general thing..but how would I know?) First movie I remember that dealt with that, tho didnt' see it then, and haven't seen it till this day, as I hate slushy sentimentalism was love story. Tho Ryan O'Neal would also be enough to turn me from watching it! But time passes, life rolls on, and one sees death in friends and family, and you know death and dying isn't *just* something that happens to other people. "Just as man is destined to die once, and after that to face judgment" [Heb 9:27] I used to have a plan for the two minute warning if ever nuclear war struck. To sit down, with a coffee in one hand, coke in the other, and a cig in the other. (I don't actually have three hands!) turn some favourite music up loud, and let the world go to oblivion while being normal. not in panic and folly and losing ones head. And sometimes would think about famous peoples last words. Words of reknown that were now commonly known. And ponderize what great brain produced those final words of wisdom. And sometimes this subject for some folks, thru age or desease can be something that people avoid, or if they do its a joking manner to cover up any fears they may have about when the time comes. My gran who was a wonderful human being told me about a tombstone that is apparently stone cold dead true! And have since heard others mention it too, so figure it likely is. But somewhere in this country, there apparently lies someone with this engraved on there tombstone. Man or woman i aint' sure. "Where ever you maybe, let your wind go free, in church or chaple, Let it rattle, Cos thru holding my wind killed me" Now would you want to be remembered as dying while giving the loudest burp in history? I can think of better ways to be remembered. Much much better. And I have no plans to leave for many years, and only ever do anything in my own time, but whatever the state of my body by then, whatever the depth of the pain, to be simply remembered as "Dying well" will do for me. Which when thinking of how death and dying affects many people when the time is close, which will be a statement as opposed to do I did it my way, as East is from West. And people will know, I did it HIS way. apparently there were Socrates last words

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