A trail of grief though the valley of death,

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

June 16, 2008

From: Gary West
Sent: Monday, June 16, 2008 8:53 PM
Subject: Fear

I have found an amazing attitude from the crunch I'm in.
The apprehension about sharing our faith or meeting our maker is
completely diminished.
It reminds me of a line in "Brave Heart" where they were talking of
battle and the fear or lack of it.
I think William Wallace said "we do not fear death because we have so
little to live for".
It is strange how the passing of loved ones change the grip that
one has for this life.
I want to see what God is up to and I want to fulfill my earthly
obligations.
Having said that, it is somewhat liberating to relax about what
others think or how life turns out.
After all, my planning and desires for my future were washed away
like a sand castle at high tide. With cruelty the beach is swept clean
and smooth. Not a trace, not a divot. Gone.
So why worry, why fret, why hold back. If Heaven is the ultimate
destination (I contend that it is) then this is just a warm up.
All the money, prestige, status, and assets are just surplus. Boils
down to naked we come and naked we leave. It really simplifies the
formula.
I find myself looking into the mirror and the guy looking back
doesn't seem to be the same. He doesn't look, think or dream the same.
It is as if he wears my skin and he is a stranger to me. I don't
worry if he will ever return to a recognizable form. I simply wait to
see where the next day or days take us.
In Gods grace I am sure he will surface, for that I await.

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