Dead or alive.
I just read this post on my friend’s blog. Death. Thinking about death. Talking about death. Oh, oh, someone said the word death! Why do we feel so uncomfortable talking about death? As if, if we don’t talk, it will never happen?
Death is a life-changing event. You don’t stop living when you die. It’s not that “there is life after death and even though the Bible says it’s good, I’m not sure if I’m going to like it” thing. The soul continues to live. And may I dare to say this: to God, it doesn’t really matter whether you’re dead or alive - the soul lives, and that’s it.
There are two complications, though. One is our friends and family here on earth and their ability to grief. Two, the unknowness about heaven and the paranoia about whether we’re going to get to the right place (heaven, hell, purgatory etc).
The soul continues to live. When we die, the soul just says, “oopsie-daisie, see ya later!” and off it goes into God’s dimension. I wonder if it retains all the memories from Earth (or only the good ones - since there is no pain in heaven?).
Death is a life-changing event. Don’t be scared to death.
