I have always wondered why nobody positively talks about death. When the topic comes up, you hear things like `death is not my portion` or, `are you depressed?` Growing up, the mention of the word alone made me cringe. I didn’t want to imagine what death is; I just wanted to live.
I don’t want to die now, but I would one day. Its life and life entails death. My thought pattern started early this year. I had planned a lot, and I was afraid. I didn’t know what people would think of me, and most importantly, if I would succeed in whatever it was, I was planning to achieve. I didn’t want to see myself fail.
“Failure should be our teacher, not our undertaker. Failure is a delay, not defeat. its temporally detour, not a dead end. Failure is something we can avoid only by saying nothing, doing nothing, and being nothing” – Denis Waitley noted. The fear of failure became so prominent in my heart that I had already given up before I set out to do something. I decided to journal about it and began thinking of it.
One day, I came up with something that has since helped me. It was very simple. “If I die, what are the things I would regret that I didn’t do?” Those words changed me. I realized that when death comes, nobody cares about your failures. They mourn for a while, and it’s over. Everyone continues to live and accept that you’re no longer on their journey. As painful as those sounds, its reality.
I do not pray for death for anyone. Of course, not even for my enemies! If they exisit anyway. But I wish to be like Paul in the Bible. I want to live life knowing I will die, and that’s the end of this temporary world. I want to know that I lived to please the one and achieved those little things (it might be bigger, who knows?) For to me, to live is Christ and to die is gain.
So, in all, I think death is beautiful. One man looked at us and died so we might live – I don’t know what else could be as beautiful as that. So, I’m learning that we die every day. So, to sin, some to failures, some to problems, but the biggest of all is to die and leave the world.
It’s inevitable and I hope people understand this and live their lives. Live as though today is your last. I didn’t write this so that you might die. “With long life, he will satisfy you.” I am writing this so that in this long life given to us, we maximize it to the fullest. We live as though we do not know when we will be called home. Till we meet again, have a beautiful fulfilling weekend.
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- Joan Atuhwera is a Business Administration Graduate, a Human Rights activist and writer with over five years’ experience in pursuing justice for others via her keyboard. She can also be reached via email: [email protected] or WhatsApp +256774334595
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