Preparing to Die… The Final Season
My friend, Elinor is a deep thinker. She doesn’t mind admitting she hit the big “7-0” last year, which is a milestone. Out of the blue one day she said to me: “I just had a bolt of realization! I am preparing to die!!” Sounds pretty morbid, right?
But being in the funeral business, we are surrounded with death and dying and helping those who are grieving. When we can, we encourage people to pre-pay and pre-plan their funeral to save themselves money and extra stress when the time comes. This is all good and something we strongly believe in –
but no, that is not where this blog is going.
What Elinor said got me to thinking about the seasons of most of our lives.
First, we are children. We are gaining knowledge rapidly from an educational standpoint. We are learning how to relate in our small circle of family and close friends. We branch out to preschool, through high school to higher learning, and continue our growth and development. We make lots of stupid mistakes during this phase, but we aren’t aware of too many of them.
Next comes career and creating a family. We work hard to accumulate worldly goods and start building a career. We save for college for our children and weddings and hopefully set aside funds towards retirement. We take vacations and travel a little. We buy stuff we don’t need and are usually wasteful. We develop more of our character during this time, because we also have to impart it to our children. We make more stupid mistakes, but now we are aware of them.
After that comes the season of the empty nest, the grandchildren phase, and all the fun that brings. If one is fortunate, self-evaluation and life evaluation are stronger in this phase. We are becoming quite comfortable with who we are. We really would like to tell people what we have learned from our mistakes, but usually no one listens.
This brings us to the last season: Preparing to die!
Here are some components I want to consider . . .
Finally, naturally being timid in certain areas, I would like to know that I can actually die bravely and with the certain knowledge that as I walk through “my own valley of the shadow of death”, I won’t fear the shadows. You know, shadows are only present when there is a light source. I shall hopefully be focusing on My Light, not the shadow. My Maker is pure light and if He is walking me across the valley, His light will always cast a shadow.
Until that day comes, I plan to be busy doing whatever the days holds. I love the poem “Because I could not stop for Death” by Emily Dickenson:
“Because I could not stop for death..
He kindly stopped for me..
The Carriage held but just Ourselves..
And Immortality… “ Click the link to read it all.
A little serious? Sure. Morbid? Nah, I don’t think so. It is a reality that faces each of us and we do have to accomplish what the seasons set forth. From birth to death, it is what it is.
What season are you in? Are you making the most of it? Each season is the building block for the next. Will you end up having the courage it takes for the final season?