Death
He demands a unilateral appointment with all of us and more often than not, appears suddenly without warning, without mercy, leaving grief, sorrow, and tears. He has been given 'a power of passage', but he too has an appointment and a destiny with destruction and doom. But until then, he comes and goes, and takes without giving. There was LEE, a giant of a man and lover of people who after a couple of years of lung sickness, died last summer. Then there was PAT, who over the years had many encounters of illness and survived. But in the summer of 2018, he was attacked with pancreatic cancer that took him away from us. My good friend BOB came down with throat cancer. I must admit that I had fears and frets over him, but I and others continued to exercise our faith on Bob's behalf, and thank God he recovered greatly. A few months ago, there was GENE who was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer and died last Fall, but not before we celebrated with him his wonderful life. A couple of weeks ago, my friend GERRY passed on after much discomfort. Someday, death will cease his sway over us and we will celebrate his demise. To everything, and yes to death itself, there is a time and a season.
03012019PoSoupContest, Dance of Death, Chantelle Cooke
Ecclesiastes 3:1-8
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