In the words of Elton John..."A Candle in the Wind"

"To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,

Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,

To the last syllable of recorded time;

And all our yesterdays have lighted fools

The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!

Life's but a walking shadow; a poor player,

That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,

And then is heard no more: it is a tale

Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,

Signifying nothing."
--From Macbeth (V, v, 19)

Why is it so hard for us to deal with death? If we look at the history of time, our own personal piece of history is equivalent to a split second. We should be thankful for every single part of that split second. We should live it to the fullest. Maybe, that's why it is so hard to let go. Maybe we aren't doing that. Maybe we are more like the idiot that Macbeth was talking about full of sound and fury, signifying nothing. It's pains me greatly to see relatives who are close to their last breathe and who still do not realize the significance and purpose of their life. I'm thankful that God has shown me grace and mercy and that I can face the end of my personal history and know that I lived what I was created for...to serve God. I spent every waking moment knowing that I allowed Jesus to shine through me to reach others. My every action and every breathe was to praise God. At the end of my journey here on Earth, I want to rejoice... not be scared. Death is just the beginning to a new life. My physical circumstances of my death means nothing...no matter what, God is in control. I may not understand why I have to go through whatever the end might be for me (hopefully, just old age)...but I know that God is right there with me and that he wants the best for me. Many people might get that confused. They might say...."want the best for you, you are dying, you are sick, how is that the best". God's first priority is for my spiritual being, not my physical being. Everything works together for good in regards to my spiritual well-being. I have to keep that in mind. When I'm going through difficult times and I think why am I having to go through this....how can God allow me to walk through this desert...I know that He is working for my spiritual good. At the end of the journey, I will be closer to Him. If I don't make it through the desert alive on this planet...I will be in Heaven....and that is my ultimate goal anyways...to be with God.

A friend of mine wrote this...she is a suffering from Fibromyalgia. I know her through No Longer Bound and she taught the Inner Healing class that I took. I love this article that she wrote about healing.

The Cure

The Earth, round ball of blue and green, is a hospice. Only here, we are not waiting just to die. We are waiting to be healed.

Suppose there are only 3 cures, or healing, for illness:

1) Medical intervention from human technology, research, and discovery.

2) Divine intervention from God, the Creator, miraculous healing.

3) Mortality, the ending of illness in death.

Sin has often been described as a terrible cancer. But theology has not given it quite the absolute comparison that it requires. Sin is truly a spiritual cancer; devouring the cells, tissues, and organs of our souls. It is mercilessly painful and full of anguish.

We are sick and ill, wards of a windowless hospice. Think of the universe as the "well" the "whole"; outside the pale bleak hospital walls , blissfully free of creatures, war, rape, genocide. Twirling about in a gorgeous dance of matter and light. But here on the human planet, we are rapt in ignorance, fear, darkness, sin.

Suppose there are only 3 cures for sin:

1) Human: Jesus became a real human being and dwelt on the Earth.

2) Divine: Jesus is truly the divine Son of the Only God.

3) Mortality: He DIED so that we might live!

All we have to do is accept his blood sacrifice.Remember this in the here and now, when we struggle for breath and movement, when we ache for a pain free moment. Christ didn't just die and go to Heaven, He WILL Return. The End will come when Jesus will claim that this hospital of sin, illness, and death is out of business FOREVER! He will fling open the doors of the dank sin-soaked rooms and say, be free, be gone from this place, be with Me forevermore!

Lord, remind me how brief my time on earth will be. Remind me that my days are numbered-how fleeting my life is. ~Psalm 39:4

Teach us to realize the brevity of life, so that we may grow in wisdom. ~Psalm 90:12