Thoughts on Dying

Death is a universal fear.

That statement isn't mine; it is a research datum, the exact percentage of which escapes me now. This documented fear stems from dread of the unknown—what happens after death.

I like to think I have no such fear.

In my conversations about earthly death with my friend Yay, who shares my faith, my imagination has painted scenes so spectacular they can't be written in words. It will be a beautiful time—the most beautiful time—to finally see Jesus face-to-face and experience the splendor of heaven and the grandeur of grace for eternity.

My dread is more about being a burden to my children, who now lead their own lives, or caregivers in my last days. So while the going is good (meaning, my faculties are still well-oiled for using my gifts to serve my Creator), I will wake up singing a song of thanksgiving every morning till my designated last book shall have been written and my last breath snuffed out.  

Let me segue to José Martí, a Cuban patriot, freedom fighter and poet. Although he never lived to see Cuba free, he is considered the national hero. This quote is attributed to him:

“Three things you need to do before you die: Plant a tree, write a book, have a son.”

In reverse order, I have done all three.

I gave birth to not one, but four sons (my second, Adrian, was flown home by angels to Jesus soon after he was born); I have written not one, but a few books, as you can see on this site; and I have planted . . . well, just one tree.
I couldn't do it alone, so someone came to my rescue. It was caught on camera for posterity and, yes, proof that I had indeed planted one tree!   

Right now I fondly remember my uncle Billy. On his deathbed, he held my hand and said in his inimitable humor, “I am all packed, honey, ready to go.” I have never been blessed with an uncle more excited about meeting his Maker.

Jesus said in John 11:23-26 (NLT), “I am the resurrection and the life. Anyone who believes in me will live, even after dying. Everyone who lives in me and believes in me will never ever die . . .”


Yay Padua-Olmedo said...

We'll probably still enjoy our coffee and pancakes over there, minus the threat of high blood sugar; and with Jesus regaling us with stories we only wondered about when we were here.GLORY!

Grace D. Chong said...

We really don't know how much longer He will allow us to stay on this fragile earth, but we will take advantage of all the seconds and hours to serve Him.

The Dragon Scribe said...

We will build a big bookstore there where people can come to read miss grace's books and remember that the characters we learned to love were once us =)

Grace D. Chong said...

Your words may yet come true, JP! What a legacy that would be.