So, some very poetic things happened as I walked along the beaches of Lincoln City this weekend.
But then some very… different thoughts came to me,
As I pondered the mortality of all things, and the immortality of God and Oceans.
I just couldn’t stop looking around me and seeing how all of us ALIVE would be dead someday.
How everything around me would be dead someday.
That seagull? Gonna die.
Everyone on that boat? Gonna die.
That dude? Yup. Dead someday. Full dead. Can’t change it.
Then it escalated quickly.
Awwww, that adorable little dog??? HE’S GONNA DIE!
That precious toddling toddler? GONNNNNAAAAAA DIE.
That old lady? DEFINITELY DEAD SOON.
WE’RE ALL GONNA DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ALL OF US!!! ME TOOOOOO!!!!!!!!
CAN’T ESCAPE IT!
NUTHIN’ WE CAN DO ABOUT IT!
DIE DEAD DIE ASHES TO ASHES DUST TO DUST FULL DEAD DEAD ALL DAY DEAD ALL NIGHT
WE’RE ALLLLLLLL GONNNAAAAAA DIEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!
(In a sports announcer voice.)
I mean, I went a little nuts. I MAY even had a little bit of fun with it…
But I mean, it’s true isn’t it?
And by true, I mean it’s like the truest thing ever, actually.
There is NOTHING truer than death.
Nothing certain-er or even MORE certain than death.
So why are we so scared?
Why don’t we talk about it more?
I know for me, I need to stop avoiding death, and start living.
Death is inevitable. Every person I’ve ever met, and will meet, will die. Even me.
So what do I do with that knowledge?
I LIVE. And I try to find purpose.
I encourage you all to face your mortality.
I challenge you to stop delaying what you think about death, life, and God.
You don’t know the number of your days.
You do know this– you’re going to die.
So what are you going to do with that knowledge?
And when are you going to decide what you want to believe?
If you knew BJ, know he’d want you to not be afraid. Know he’d want you to stop running from the inevitable. Know he’d want you to explore scary things like death and God and Jesus and eternal life. Know he’d totally get that you’re weirded out. Know that he was totally weirded out at one point. Know that he decided to give his life to God. Know he believed it was the best decision he ever made. Know the peace and comfort God graced us both with as we battled cancer. Know the joy BJ felt, experienced, and shared, even as he faced something scarier than many of us will ever face.
If you loved BJ, you owe it to him to explore the God he loved so very much.
Know BJ loves you.
And he wants you to know death doesn’t have to be scary.
Or the final answer.
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