I feel like the past couple of months have led up to this...
I attended a funeral today. These things can be so awkward. Although there were personal distractions, the service was one of the most beautiful things I've experienced. Everything, even down to her obituary was a testimony to us all, saved and lost. One of her grandchildren even decided to commit his life to Christ after the service... I imagine the angels are singing.
Just going through the motions, being with the family and kids all week to prepare for their grandmother's funeral has been eating at me. For a couple of months now I've had death on the mind. Not to worry I promise, but rather about how I will die and so forth. One day at work I was listening to a co-worker, who is an older woman, talking about how she's "losing her mind"... and rather than joking with her, I thought to myself "Will I make it to the age where I may begin to lose me mind?"... this is all such a mystery to me. Will I ever make it to an old age? Will I die in my twenties?.. and that leads me to thinking about when I DO die...
I know I say I think about it, but at the same time I try and make my mind shut it off and shut it out, so that I can't think about it. Am I making sense? I know as a follower of Christ, I should not be afraid... and I don't fear where I'm going.. I fear how I will die and just dieing in general. All I know is this world.... I don't know Heaven, and I'm scared. I watched a video of this grandmother before she passed and she talked about what she thought Heaven would be like and I just started to cry... not because she was gone, but because I'm so scared... Is this a control issue? Maybe.
I trust that however long I live, God will make my life fruitful... I know that when I enter the gates of Heaven and Christ's arms are wrapped around me, I'll be much better off... At the same time, I wonder if I'll feel his arms? Is there life beyond this, is there eternity? I believe there is... but do I believe it just because it's been spoon fed to me?
I need to start "feeding" myself....Now, where do I begin?
some of your thoughts here remind me of Lifehouse's "Somebody Else's Song" - ...I remind myself of someone else..."I've got someone else's thoughts in my head, I want some of my own...
ReplyDeleteI remember arriving there. I remember realizing that the spoonfeeders' thoughts and beliefs weren't going to get me anywhere unless I owned them myself.
It's scary to visit one's own thoughts. They are so often not the consensus. I'm still dealing with it.
I kind of know what you are saying. Sometimes I hate the idea of falling asleep because it means I will be out of control. I think death is the same way--we fear the unknown. And when we don't know about something, there's no way we can control it.
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