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You may know that in my pursuit of a degree in pastoral counseling at Chestnut Hill College, I am currently taking a course on Death and Dying. The first class was interesting when the teacher noted that we had already done the hardest part of the class which he says was attending a class on death, which meant that we actually accepted the fact that we will all die. It’s something that he says most of society runs from with our never ending desire to be younger.
I know, accepting death sounds like such a downer. But I was reminded today when talking with a columnist that accepting that life is finite is really quite a blessing. If we are very conscious that at some point, *this* will end, perhaps we will walk through life with more appreciation. If we are conscious, we will realize that *this* day will never happen again. So we should be grateful for that friend, grateful for that job, grateful for that food shared with others… and do what we can to touch others– no time like the present. I want to LIVE every minute of this life to the fullest. Hope you do too..
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Moments are like pearls on the string of time. Together they make a lifetime. Cherish the moment. It passes too quickly.
#The greatest gift I can give a fellow traveler in this finite life is hope — hope that the infinite is just ahead — life everlasting. When touched by the infinite, the finite is transformed into that which is immortal.
“O Death, where is your sting? O Grave, where is your victory? Death is swallowed up in victory.”
Apostle Paul — I Corinthians 15: 50-57
#Tracy, it’s encouraging to hear that you are seeking a pastoral counseling degree. Someone with your outreach could and will help so many.
#I have had the experience with coming to terms with death in my own life, being diagnosed with Ovarian and Uterine cancer can make one look at their own mortality pretty quickly. At 43 you don’t expect to have to face death, at least not your own. Finally, I came to grips with death and believed, because of my faith, that this was a win/win situation. This may sound strange but as finite as death is to the world life became more soundly infinite to me. Either I am here on earth serving with a purpose or I am in the presence of the object of my faith, God. As I looked at it with this point of view I started seeing the forest despite the trees.
I’m in remission for two years now and take each day as a blessing. What a great gift I had in the form of cancer…another chance of seeing the blessings of life and living it with purpose.
Best wishes Tracy!
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