“Remember that you are dust and to
dust you shall return”
“None of us gets out of this alive”
“We all have a one way ticket out of
here”
“To everything there is a season and
a time to every purpose under heaven...a time to be born and a time
to die”
2 proverbs, a line from the traditional
liturgy for an Ash Wednesday service, and a line from Ecclesiastes.
All about the same topic. All pointing out a truth we sometimes
would rather not admit. Some day all of us who live will die. So
why do we spend so much energy trying to avoid talking about that?
I know, talking about and preparing for
death seems a little bit on the morbid side. And it is certainly
more than a little bit depressing. The logical question is why would
we want to talk about it at all?
I agree. We don't want to talk about
it. But sometimes, as the song says, you can't always get what you
want...you get what you need. I believe that we NEED to talk about
it. Only that way can we face the reality of death in a way that
keeps us emotionally and spiritually and mentally (and even
physically) healthy. It may not be comfortable but it is good for
you.
I remember a number of years ago I went
to the hospital to visit someone. I could see through the window in
the door that the patient and the patient's son were talking with the
doctor. So of course I waited in the hallway, so as not to intrude.
However the Dr. saw me in the hall and came to the door and called me
in, saying “you could be really helpful in this discussion”.
They were talking about at what point did the patient want medical
interventions to stop, at what point was extending life no longer the
best option. A hard discussion to be sure. A discussion that not
all doctors are comfortable having. But it is a discussion that, in
the end, many patients and families prefer to have so that all the
cards are on the table.
When we deny the reality and
inevitability of death it changes us. And not always for the better.
When we are isolated from the reality of death we never learn how to
deal with it when all of a sudden it slaps us in the face. This is
one reason I suggest that children need to attend family funerals –
it helps start the learning process of dealing with death and grief.
When we try to deny the reality of death we rob ourselves and our
loved ones of the chance to say goodbye when the time comes, or the
freedom to name that they are ready to go. When we try to pretend we
are immortal then a sudden serious medical diagnosis can leave us
babbling in a corner. On the other hand, when we accept the reality
of mortality I believe we develop better tools for dealing with the
crisis when it comes (although we may still spend some time babbling
in the corner).
For many of us, part how we to talk
about death and dying involves talking about spiritual questions.
Questions about the meaning of life, about what life is, questions
which often start with the word WHY. If I can let you in on a
secret...some of those questions really don't have answers. We ask
questions about what lies beyond death...and end up saying we can't
really know until we are there. But it is my belief that deep
spiritual questions are not always (if ever) asked to get a concrete
answer. They are asked to open discussion. And as a person of faith
I believe that we never have that discussion alone. We never stand
in the face of life and death and “WHY?” alone.
We have no choice but to face the
reality of death eventually. Some day we will be faced with the
death of a loved one, or we will be sitting in a medical office and
get told that we are dying. We can try to run away from these things
if we want. Some people get pretty good at it in fact. But
eventually it catches up to us. I encourage all of us to stop
running, to stand in the discomfort, and be willing to talk about
those realities with our loved ones. We start to talk about it as
children and continue till we are old. And we will be healthier for
it.
And remember that we never face the
hard questions of life alone. In life, in death, in life beyond
death, God is with us. Thanks be to God.
This column was spurred by reading this article
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