Fwd: Facing Death

[Guest guest]

Tonight I received word from my father that

he was diagnosed with terminal cancers of lungs and

bones. I love my father very deeply, more than

I can ever fathom. He is going to die. He is afraid.

I will be with him, and we will not be afraid.

He has always been curious. His curiosity has

always impressed me. We will be curious

together about this thing. It is, after all,

a mysterious light, is it not? As it reveals itself,

it turns out to be much more than belief

might have us think, especially at

the moment of the death of belief.

Once done, any further death is not

taken quite as seriously –

even death's.

This is the way of death,

this the way death dies:

 

There is a sound,

Heard in the Heart.

 

Silence.

 

Glory to Him!

 

 

LoveAlways,

 

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