No Other Choice, Surrender

Granny here,

This week has begun with sad news, a dearly beloved sister in law has been called away by the most  disturbing event in our lives, death. Although death is an appointment that we all will keep no matter when or where it is called upon us to do so none of us want to surrender to it.

Death is as much a part of our lives as being born, getting married, having children or any other event that the human being takes part in and yet we have no desire to discuss it, plan for it and often turn our backs when we see it taking one loved one after the other. But try as we may we cannot hide from it, run fast enough to get away from it, bury our heads deep enough that it will go away, there is no way around it we must go through it, there is no other way. There are no detours, no unknown pathways, no discoveries that will take our participation in this event away from us. It is appointed unto man once to die and we all must do it.

Death, just the word has a dark sinister sound to it. It is not a pleasant sounding word, one that we take pleasure in speaking. It holds no pleasure because the rewards of death are totally unknown to us until we have taken part in it and then it is too late to share the knowledge that we have just received. Seems so unfair doesn't it but we have no say so in the matter, we must surrender. Surrender to the master of death that comes like a thief and says it's time to let go, it's time to move on and the surprise is we know not to what or where we are moving. But we must surrender.

Surrendering is not easy in any sense of the word. If it is our time to meet death we must surrender our last breath to the one who gave us breath in the first place. If death has come to claim a spouse, a child, a parent or a friend we must also surrender in these cases too. We must surrender this person into the arms of death realizing that we are to be forever separated in this life as long as we still live. This is not an easy task and although it happens every day, every hour, every minute to someone somewhere we never get use to the idea and we certainly do not welcome it.

Death is the only event that the human being refuses to make friends with and in spite of what we try to make ourselves believe we hope it will never happen to us. We want to think we have plenty of time, but in spite of that belief our appointment has been set, we will keep that appointment, there will be no cancellations on our part. The only one that can stand in that place for us is God, He has the last say and holds the only eraser that can cancel out our name on the death angel's list.

I've often thought about why we are afraid of death. Is it the pain that may be associated with our death? Is it the fear of how we will be required to die?  Is it the unknown destination? Is it leaving all our loved ones behind? Why are we afraid of death, the one thing we all have to do sooner or latter and know there is no way of getting out of it?

These questions have plagued man since the beginning of time and will always be in the back of our mind but one thing is certain when Death comes knocking on our door, we will answer, we will take our last breath and we will surrender.

I've often thought that at the moment that death overtakes us we find out that we have been dead all along and that real life has just been given to us. A novel thought, yes?


Granny here, just saying!