In the past month or so several people that I know have passed away naturally and tragically. Some fairly young, others a little older, still others elderly but it got me to thinking about my life, my mortality, my worth. As I have grown in the Word and my understanding of life and death, I don't fear death as I would have when I was 20. Many years have passed, many of my friends and family members have gone on and I must admit, I wept and got a little depressed but I do know that as David said
in 2 Samuel 12:23 "He cannot come back to me but I will go to him one day." I know that I am born again and in life there is death for a short while.
I, also wanted to post this poem which I read years ago and saw in some movie once....I think of this poem every now and then........
DEATH be not proud, though some have called thee
Mighty and dreadfull, for, thou art not so,
For, those, whom thou think'st, thou dost overthrow,
Die not, poore death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
From rest and sleepe, which but thy pictures bee,
Much pleasure, then from thee, much more must flow,
And soonest our best men with thee doe goe,
Rest of their bones, and soules deliverie.
Thou art slave to Fate, Chance, kings, and desperate men,
And dost with poyson, warre, and sicknesse dwell,
And poppie, or charmes can make us sleepe as well,
And better then thy stroake; why swell'st thou then;
One short sleepe past, wee wake eternally,
And death shall be no more; death, thou shalt die.......John Donne
