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…but.

I’m at the Life Review.  (You’ll get your chance.)  In mere MOMENTS, every single act, and thought I EVER did and had was all around me, as if happening for the first time!  And yet, the entire thing happened so FAST, it was over before my brain could register it.  But I remembered it all!

As if that wasn’t strange enough, I saw things as if I was on the receiving end of things I had said and done.  To me it seemed like the effects were amplified somewhat.  It’s that or…some of the things I had said…cut to the bone?  Or were those “recipients” just (too) “sensative”?  …No, that was not the answer.

I would come to a place, in this…thought stealing review, that I would feel I needed to…defend my actions.  Over and over I would begin by saying, “yeah, but”…and that would be the end of the moment, moving on to the next.  After this had occured several times, I realized that my “yeah, but” “explanation” carried no weight.  It wasn’t that it was a “lie”, more like…you should have known better, AND WOULD HAVE, if truly coming from a place of love!

There it is…the “afterlife’s” standards for admission, and now you know, when your turn comes, that “but.” is always the end of the sentence.

 

The End Is NOT “The” End, Guaranteed

Have you ever thought about your own future?  Of course you have.

Have you ever noticed that most “religions” talk about a “Good” place, and a “Bad” place that each of us will go to, after “death”.   (…why do they call it death, when, either way, they say, you’ll live on?)

I’m contemplating how to say ONE thing (like…Love is the answer to every question…) … that would get people to seriously consider their own outlook on life…and “death”… and FUTURE.  What came up?   Never mind what Gods’ name is….nevermind what location, exactly, you will be going to.  It would seem that living a life based on caring and helpfulness would be better than ALL the other alternatives!   …then everybody comes out ahead.  Remember…the one belief, that most people have about life after …”passing”… it’s a continuation.

Well, if you’re not sure that Jesus, or Budda, or others, were on to something, THINK ABOUT THIS… “The End” IS NOT “THE” END!  Actually, there is NO end!   ….Now what?

(Another message from (a quite opinionated person, as a result of being …) a “near” death survivor.)

My Whole Life Was Wasted…..

Another take on, “Grandma said she went to bed 49 and woke up 60!”.
“I can tell you every players’ statistics for the last 20 years.”
“I’ve seen all those movies so many times, I know all the words.”
“I hardly ever drive that 30 year old beauty, but I always wash it weekly. Isn’t it a beaut?”

Those phrases don’t belong to this writer. There are, inevitably, others that DO, though. I wish there weren’t…..
Why are we, as individuals, here? On this planet, at this time, it might seem that we are here to help the less fortunate. Sure, happiness figures in there, somewhere….marriage, children, maybe.
Are we here to own “stuff”? It seems that the more “stuff” you own, the more time it takes to maintain it…leaving…”no” time!
It’s been said, by many an old “geezer”, “My whole life’s been wasted!”. It’s not all that uncommon, at the end of life. It is also not uncommon to hear that from (“near”) death survivors! Why would that be? Maybe because they’ve been shown what REALLY matters, and what doesn’t matter, in the long run.
If life was really as it is presumed to have been meant to be, helping others would not be necessary! Once there WERE “others” in the “Garden of Eden”, WHO would have NEEDED help……if the change from bliss never happened?? Can THAT be the “reason” we’re here, to love…to help? Really?
When it IS time to “meet my Maker”, it seems like knowing players’ stats won’t be real important. It would be highly unlikely that the first thing out of Gods mouth will be, “How’s that antique car looking?”, either. The Almighty and we will immediately start going over the funniest movie quotes of all time…..right?
In a troubled world there are a multitude of ways to “waste” time. Having personally seen (and understood!) that the life you live now, has a LOT to do with the “life” you live…after…life…act for act, thought for thought….any “thinking” person might try to…spend time, here….wisely, for sure. What do you think?

You Want Justice…..Whose Justice?

What is the best way for a “near death” survivor to suggest, to understand justice?  Always take the “other side” of a subject, first.

(I just thought of something…it’s been decades, and I’m still correlating “the experience”…)  By doing this there would BE NO surprise, at the “life review”, upon learning that, during the review, YOU ALSO suffer, exactly as that “other guy” you’re dealing with “suffers”!!  If you always take/look at the “other side” first, desiring JUSTICE, BOTH sides can be proud, not…down…times two!

Example?  Who hasn’t called someone “stupid” during childhood?  OK.  Now, at the life review, you may EXPECT a boot to the head for calling them stupid.  So what, it’s just another boot to the head.  Only THIS time it includes a bonus!  You get to FEEL what THEY felt at that moment!  Maybe for a VEEEEERRRRRRYYYYYYYYYYYYYY long time.  Oh joy!  (Once again, we’ve done it to ourselves………(!))  You better hope that what you did to them wasn’t something like………(intentional) burning, or……harming a loved one.  ….Every single act (AND thought)!!  IEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.

How to Stop the Escalation

Who hasn’t run into a situation where there are several people having a conversation.  They may be talking about…….politics, or how to raise children, or some such.The conversation becomes “heated”, verging on argument.  Most folks that find themselves in this position have come to the point where, knowing minds probably won’t be changed, today, they work on winding down the situation, agreeing to disagree (and, probably go home and apply a little of what they heard!).  What is the alternative?

With  topics that mean so much to a person, such as these, it is awful easy to go too far.  First, it becomes yelling.  Throw in a couple belly bumps.  Add a push, here and there.  What’s next?  Yep, somebody swings.  One swings, so the other takes a swing.  Throw in a bystander, or two, and we have a party, of the heinous variety.  Maybe, somebody dies.  So somebody else, from the opposing faction, has to die, right?  Where does this end?  DOES this end?

All this was able to be “easily” avoided by just winding down the situation, each person still feeling correct, but “living” with it, accepting things as they are, for now, but working for change.  Instead of focusing on who had received the last beating, or insult, or even death, there needs to be an agreement that the only way to stop this “thing” is to just STOP NOW.  It seems it’s the only way to prevent an (inevitable?) escalation, when discord begins.  If it NOW works for conversation, it can be made to apply to WAR!  If no one cares about the lives saved, think about the MONEY SAVED!  Everyones’ standard of living goes up, if there’s no war.  Hello?

How to Make a Miracle

There once was a family of three.  One child is all there would be.  As one might imagine, this situation made that one child extra special, in the eyes of the parents.  Naturally.

The child was still a toddler when it was discovered that heart surgery would soon be needed.

To make a long (and agonizing) story short, the little legs on this darling would no longer function, afterward.

Doctors and nurses would come in every hour or two, checking blood pressure, giving medicine, poking, prodding…yes, the full treatment….hoping, and watching for any sign of return of function.  Hours go by, then days.  The first few hours would be their best hope.  If not hours, there is still hope for many days.

Days turn into weeks.  One week…still hope.  Two weeks, a little less hope.  After three weeks, they’re moving into “forget it land”.  You know the place.  It’s where even the “powers that be” agree to purchase a teeny tiny wheelchair for the three year old parapalegic.  The tiny, folding chair made it so weekends at home were finally possible.

Somehow, life must go on.  Sure, you might forget your name most of the time….but….  So it’s week three, week four, week five.  Who knows what day it is…..  Another weekend, and another trip home.

Packing up, getting ready for the hour long ride home.  Oh, visitors come, just as it is time to leave.  The mother strikes up a conversation, for a few minutes.  The father sits, in a daze…a fog….the twilight zone!  (After all, he IS the one that gave the go ahead.) Every waking (and otherwise) moment is spent trying to maximize the chances of recovery, in any way, to any degree possible.

Having thought, and planned, and investigated everything that anyone mentioned that might help, what is left?  Only…..a miracle.  Sure, like these people deserve a miracle!?  Uh huh…….  Well…what do they have to lose?

Dad begins to talk to God (a lot of people call it “praying”), silently.  Nothing happens, surprise!  With a clear mind, he continues to “speak”, and seek.  He feels the need to lay his hands on the affliction, though he is absolutely against “hocus pocus”.

Now attempting to…transmit…some of his strength to those legs, thoughts run wild!  Thoughts of, what will these people think, if they see what is going on over here.  Nobody does, so continue.  Why would this work??  This can’t work (now, here)”, he thinks.  Then it begins….why NOT now?  why NOT here?!  Why NOT for this innocent child?!  A wave of…….anything is possible….came over him.

Yes, why NOT.  Well…………………what if, with functioning legs, something worse ends up happening?  Who IS this guy who thinks he knows better than the Almighty, what is best for this child?!!  So he backs off his request, and asks for whatever it is that He (the Almighty) wants for this little life, fully knowing it may mean giving up a miracle.

Finally, someone notices dads hands on the legs.  “What are you doing?”.  “Nothing”.  They all leave.

One hour later, back home…..a fresh set of clothes will feel more “homey”.  WHAT’S THIS?!!  Toes move!!  Feet slightly move!!  They were checked minutes before leaving the hospital, an hour before!!  That’s ALL that happens, but still………….  After five weeks….checked continually, day and night, by professionals, and this one hour is when this happened???

Once again, yes, this was us/me, the dad.   And the debate begins.

The one thing that comes to mind, after YEARS of contemplation, as far as an “answer” goes is, “Your faith has healed you”.  Jesus wasn’t healing that person, they touched HIM, and were healed!  What He said makes me think…..

Then, there was Jesus telling  His followers, they would do things greater than He himself did!  What do these things mean?

I KNOW what I think it means……..   It appears that EVERYONE has this available.  How do we qualify for this power?  THAT I don’t know.

Don’t Forget Me………….

The same old woman who told me she, “went to bed 49 (years old) and woke up 60”, in later years, said, “Don’t forget me.”, which was understood to mean, after she passes from this life.  With only half a life lived, it seemed odd to hear someone older say such a thing.  She had always been such a strong, proper woman, and here was this…emotion.

How do you explain to someone that you couldn’t POSSIBLY forget them, and, having common beliefs, it should be only a temporary parting?  At that moment, it was obvious that, even folks “ready” for the end of this life, are….apprehensive, even scared!  That has got to be…….an annoyance.

What if…….something “bad” happens to someone else, and, even though a person IS willing to help, maybe they don’t help because of some perceived threat of the end of their existence. Yeah…it’s like this…how many people are willing to take a homeless person….for supper (much less home)?  One percent of us?  Less?  There must be so very many situations with similar “concerns”.

Thankfully, most death “survivors” have no such dilemma. These individuals tend to think more like, what is the worst that could happen?   ……………………..Staying down here until you’re 110 years old would seem to make sense, as the worst, from that perspective.

Don’t forget me.

To begin with….do you know….say….every job your father has ever held, EVER.  How about….how long your grandfather held the job he had when your (parent) was born?  OK, try this, your great-grandfathers’ middle name?  Presumably this means you won’t know HIS fathers’ middle name either, huh?  Most people won’t.  One more….name any five of the laborers who helped build the Egyptian pyramids.  The point?  We will all be forgotten, in this life, it’s just a matter of how long it takes.  So….it’s certainly not worth worrying about.

From a death survivors’ point of view, most of the “stuff” we do is a waste.  When it comes to…how do I say this….big…to-do’s, like, death processions, and talking, in public, extra nice about the deceased…..it’s a grand WASTE.  That person is SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO far away from here, AND, (whether they know it’s being done, or not) THEY DON’T CARE, one billionth of an iota…whatever that is.  Justice WILL happen, as they now have seen, and  life was just a wisp from a forgotten dream.  It wouldn’t be Heaven, if you’re watching what’s going on “down here”.  Right?  Am I right?

Don’t forget me?  Forget it!  We’ll meet again, in what seems to be mere moments.

What, Again, is Life About?

A lot of folks seem to think, as I once did, that life is a test.  That may be the wrong way to look at it.

Opportunity, that is what life is.  OK, it’s an opportunity….for what?  Is it just an opportunity for God to get all bug-eyed, watching us flounder, counting each transgression (like Scrooge would count his pence), waiting for the day of the big filet?  Eh?

Who’s heard of, “you can’t earn your way to Heaven”, you?  It’s because there’s…”purchasing” involved, where “a savings account”  is a more appropriate description…..less entitlement, more…seeking….and “saving”….. all things good, and proper, with Love…and, therefore, the approval of the powers that be, besides a just reward.  We need to be good/do good because we want to, not because it “pays”.  That kind of “pay” does not convert to Heavens currency!

Remember the story, something about, burning off the chaff from a harvest….  I’m guessing that is more than a fair description.  God hates sin, right?  Then why would He want to look at it?!  Burn it off, look at what’s left.  For some folks, that doesn’t leave much.  It would not be cool for God to ask for his magnifying glass, to see what’s left over from the burn, when looking me over, I know that much.

For some, God will look at the pile…it’s so big….and bright (because of the blazing light, coming from Him, reflecting off the “gold” (“savings”) pile).  Yes, that is what I want…..  A big smile on the face of the Almighty.

Thoughts Equal Actions

As unfair as it seems to be, in the dreaded life review it was discovered that, thoughts ARE EQUAL to actions!  Oh boy, now we’re in trouble!

How can that be “fair”?  We can’t even pin down where thoughts come from!!  Maybe not, but, man, is it a great indicator of what we really believe!  Because we want to survive in good stead after this life is over, we make the decision to “do good”, when we “can”.  (Is this the answer your boss at work wants to hear?  Then, why would it work in Heaven??)

Love is the key, once again.   Never mind that you’re trying to “earn” your way to a good afterlife…those “earnings” don’t even count, if done for “points”!  Was a certain decision made in order to score points with “Mr. Big”, or because you can minimize suffering?  Is it for points, or because that could be YOUR child, sister, or brother?  Next time it could be YOU suffering.

While the final decision is being made, as to where we “go” after death, it WOULD be us suffering, from a lack of love…….in our own thoughts AND actions.  Remember, the answer WE gave, is the answer we’ll GET.  Perfect justice, baby!