In the aftermath of the Nepal earthquake, the Blog I had planned to post lost it significance for me, at least for the moment.
Issues just don’t matter when tragedies of this magnitude happen because they serve as a grim reminder that when all is said and done, what actually matters in life is life itself, every life, any life, all life, everybody’s life.
Daily someone is born and daily someone dies. The cycle is constant, but when the dying comes too soon, or unexpectedly, or in stunning numbers, or when it might have been prevented, the being born becomes even more important for me.
Every life is precious because each of us is utterly unique. That’s why I think everyone should be privileged to live a full life. No one’s life should be cut short because no one can take the place of another. When people die their uniqueness dies with them.
I guess that means I don’t believe in the notion that when your time comes, your time comes.
I don’t believe anyone has a “time.” We all have a life and it goes on until some alien force takes it away, or until the body naturally wears out.
I can’t call an alien force “my time has come.” Disease, body malfunction, accidents, natural phenomenon, or inhumanity to another are not imposed on us in order to complete some pre-ordained plan of how long a life will last.
If I had to believe in that kind of God I just wouldn’t believe in God.
The author of life we call God cannot be for me an arbiter of life who capriciously allots people time before they are even born.
As far as I am concerned “your time comes” when you are born. After that many factors figure into how long your life continues, some you control, most you don’t, but none of them is God.
I believe God wants every life to last as long here on earth as it can, and every time it is cut short for someone for whatever reason, God grieves along with the rest of us. Life is just too precious for God not to take it seriously, to treat it like it doesn’t matter how long it lasts.
No, the God I believe in knows how stunning life actually is, how special it is, and how valuable it is, and wants it to be lived to its absolute fullest.
So I believe that like all of us God is grieving today with and for the people of Nepal, and for everyone, everywhere whose “being born time” ended too early, too soon, without coming to full bloom.
And in that grief God and humanity are bound together as One.
That is what matters to me today. Anything else I might have said can wait.
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Jan,
You “get it” and “name it” like no one else I know. I share your grief for the people of Nepal, as well as all the other blooms that are cut down too soon.
I knew you would, Bill. Thanks for saying so.
Jan,
I LOVE YOU. Your Nepal statement was truthful and I appreciate the way you share your feeling concerning the Creator God.
Larry
Obviously through your own experiences in ministry, Rev. Rehash, you saw how precious life is. Thank you for commenting.
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I meant “Rev. Rezash,” of course since you and I have been exchanging comments for a long time. Sorry about that typo. Buy my guess is through many years of ministry you have been called worse things!