As clergy, Brian and I have the honor of being present at the most sacred moments of life. One of those moments is the moment of death. I remember one family….
Thelma’s brother had died. Suddenly, without notice, in his sleep. There were arrangements to be made. People to tell. There was food to be prepared. Like Martha, there would be time for grief later. As she reached down to touch her brother….his hands were cold. His face composed peacefully in death. But that wasn’t her brother. She remembered his vibrant laugh, his beautiful singing voice, the way he kidded her out of her darker moods…but there wasn’t time for tears, not now, later there would be tears. Later that night, when minds tend to wander, to reveal our darkest thoughts, our doubts and our fears that is when she would feel very alone. When the grief came, it was not for him, but for herself, for all she had lost in the past and for all she would not have in the future. Her brother had just died and with him the last living part of herself, her faith. And so she insulated herself against her pain. She allowed herself to feel nothing. The next day she greeted me with a blank face, a calm voice. I was one more part of the arrangements. My words did not comfort or console. As I left her home, I wondered if perhaps two people, not one, had died that day.
I sometimes come into contact with people I can only classify as the "walking wounded" or in other words "the living dead." I'm not talking about a supernatural phenomenon. I have no faith in "horror stories." I'm talking about people whose spirits are so broken, so wounded, that they have closed themselves off from feeling--feeling good or feeling bad.
With the death of loved one, we often realize how fragile life is, how temporary. As they say, "life is for the living." Life is a gift. Everyday should be spent in loving, working, playing, dancing and knowing we have lived that day to its fullest. Living does not mean we forget our loved one....that is what All Saints Day is all about...the joy of remembrance. Today, as you celebrate All Saints, remember your loved one...and remember to LIVE.
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