Eulogy

Men fear death. Even the Jihadi’s that commit terrorist attacks tremble at the trigger of their explosives and guns. The sound of it and even its occurrence scares many. 
 
Death shocks most of us. 
Sometimes it comes unexpectedly leaving us bewildered and shuttered but even when it’s expected, it still has a special kind of sting.  

A wicked man is praised in just the same way as the saint when he dies, all because of fear. Ceremonies and rituals are conducted for the dead. What happened to the saying, “the dead  cannot harm you, do not hear nor see?”  Even some Christians loose their Christianity when death occurs.  

How I wish they would be honest when my time comes. Say it as it is, In black and white. After all I’m dead and I promise not to haunt anyone…😆 Tell everyone how I lived life big and ate it with a big spoon. Tell them how crazy and spontaneous I was; living like there is no tomorrow. Paint the real picture... 
 
How often do you think about death?
It crosses my mind all the time.
Having such a near experience changes someone. I now believe more than ever that anyone can die at any time. And the deaths caused by COVID19 just confirms it all. I’m much more prepared for my time though not fully. My only two concerns are my family that I live behind and the question of how is it on the other side, if at all their is one…  

Whenever I hear of car accidents, Covid spikes or any other issues regarding illness or accidents, all I can imagine is death.
I hear of friends and relatives die and I say to myself, “that could have been me.” I surely know that I ain’t that special and I’m living on borrowed time.  

Some times I lay down in bed staring at my roof, I imagine that I’m in my grave. Guys are staring down at me, shedding tears and wishing me goodbye and a pleasant stay at my new home.  

I see people throwing down the soil as they utter, “dust to dust...” it’s getting darker and darker and finally I’m all alone. My journey on earth is done and I join the rest that slept before me.  

Alone in a box, six feet down I lay motionless awaiting that Glorious Morning when Christ shall come. 
Lights out!
It’s over!!  

This is not our home.
Death will surely die one day too.
Let me rest for now for It won’t be long. 👼🧚🏽‍♂️  

Brethren, let’s all try and make our ways right while we still have the opportunity. The door of mercy is open for all.   

I challenge you this day to make yourself a beautiful and true eulogy while still alive.  

And When my time comes, I pray…
Take me home with peace My Lord,
Let me rest with you,
When I’ve fought the fight, 
And I’ve kept the faith,
And my race on earth is won,
All I ask is that you say well done,
Lord please let me hear You say well done my Son, Well done!
Amen!!