Website design By BotEap.com84 years

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Website design By BotEap.comI just turned eighty-three years old. It’s time to start thinking about the inevitable. I read the obituaries every day and realize that little by little I am getting past everyone listed there. I guess I’m getting old.

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Website design By BotEap.comYou passed a graveyard the other day and two guys came after you with a shovel!

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Website design By BotEap.comOk, ok, on the subject… Since the beginning of time, men have pondered the afterlife. Exists? Is there somewhere we go after we die? Is there a heaven? What does it look like? Do we have wings? Do we float on a cloud? What about hell? Do we add coal to an eternal fire?

Website design By BotEap.comShakespeare asks himself in his famous soliloquy, “To be or not to be”…. To die, to sleep… no more… and by saying sleep we put an end to the heartaches and the thousand natural shocks that the flesh suffers. Hey you? It is a devoutly desirable consummation.

Website design By BotEap.comDying… sleeping… sleeping perhaps dreaming? Yes! There is the problem!”

Website design By BotEap.comTHE Egyptians, the ancient Indians, countless religions prepare their loved ones for the final journey in many ritual ways.

Website design By BotEap.comIt is the great mystery. We don’t want our lives to end

Website design By BotEap.comMaybe that’s why we tend to avoid using the word die.

Website design By BotEap.comI once wrote a poem called “Let’s face it.”

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Website design By BotEap.comIn this day and age, no one dies.

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Website design By BotEap.comWell that is a definite thing and not what I choose to believe now.

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Website design By BotEap.comPeople much more intelligent and respected than me believe that there is a life after death.

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Website design By BotEap.comBesides, the God I worship and trust has promised me.

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Website design By BotEap.comI don’t think there is anything to fear. Think about it. If we can survive birth, why not death? We are so comfortable in our Mother’s womb. It is warm and safe. We are fed. No hassle… No taxes… No politics… No rent to pay… All of a sudden… Boom! We are thrown into the world. Someone pats us on the butt. We cry. We are hungry and cold. From now on, we have to fight to survive. Dying has to be a little better than that. God requires faith and that is what we need. It’s a better place.

Website design By BotEap.comSometimes we are struck with a sign. I want to share a personal experience that is true. You can choose, or not, to believe it.

Website design By BotEap.comMy Mother, the blessed one, died more than 25 years ago. She was very sick in a hospital in Florida and I came down to be with her. I was there for almost two weeks and I had to get back to work. She was stubbornly still between us. So, my brother and sisters left me alone to say goodbye to her before taking me to the airport. I was holding her hand and I said, “Just think mom, soon you will be with dad and all your loved ones.”

Website design By“Do you really believe it?” She answered. When I said yes, she sighed and said, “Well that’s not going to be good!” She then closed her eyes and went to sleep. I thought it would be a good time to go. Those were the last words I heard her say. “Well, that’s not going to be nice!”

Website design By BotEap.comA few days later I got the bad news and went back for the funeral.

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Website design By BotEap.comSo, I was very suspicious when she said, “I am communicating with you because your Mother has been coming to me in a dream and asks me to call you and tell you that you should take better care of yourself. You have also been working.” difficult and should go for a checkup.

Website design By BotEap.comI was wondering what he really wanted when he said, “Also, just to make sure and tell you, yeah, it’s really nice”… I was amazed because he hadn’t told anyone about that final conversation. It was a private memory.

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Website design By BotEap.comIn my practice, I see people who are having a hard time grieving. I tell them that they should allow themselves the right to do so. Mourning does not end at the funeral. We don’t run a race and stop at the finish line. But I remind you that you are grieving the loss you are experiencing. That the people we love and miss are in a better place and we are meant to be there with them one day.

Website design By BotEap.comPeople worry as to whether they will be admitted to heaven. They are loaded with guilt. Remember, God is a loving father. He is patient and forgiving. There is no need to worry. He will forgive you and welcome you back.

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Website design By BotEap.comIf we live, we have nothing to worry about.

Website design By BotEap.comIf we die, we’ll only have two things to worry about.

Website design By BotEap.comWill we go to heaven or will we go to hell?

Website design By BotEap.comIf we go to heaven, we have nothing to worry about.

Website design By BotEap.comIf we go to hell,

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Website design By BotEap.comSince we are finite in nature, the concept of eternity is very difficult for us to grasp.

Website design By BotEap.comA woman once said to me, “How could there be a heaven? Where would they put all the millions of people who have died? There wouldn’t be enough space!”

Website design By BotEap.comI asked him if he had ever looked at the stars on a clear and dark night.

Website design By BotEap.comA man once commented, “I don’t think I wanted to live forever. It would be so boring.” What he didn’t realize is that eternity is an eternal now. There are many days, weeks and years. It is an eternal moment. That is very difficult for us to imagine. That is why it is a great mystery and adventure. Something I look forward to.

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Website design By“Miles to go before I sleep and promises to keep.”

Website design By BotEap.comPS This all reminds me of a joke and people who know me will tell you that I love to tell jokes. So maybe I’ll leave them with a smile.

Website design By BotEap.comAbe dies and his wife Becky misses him. She decides to have a session. She is sitting at a round table with her friends in the dark, only one candle burning. They are holding hands. She suddenly she hears… “Becky! Becky!”

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Website design By“Oh yes Becky. I’m so happy. All the cows! All the beautiful cows!”

Website design By“Abe, do they have cows in heaven?”

Website design By“What heaven… I’m in Argentina. I came back like a bull!”

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