The eve of deduction
Well it’s Saturday, May 21 and I’m still here. Therefore A) I do not qualify for heaven, or B) Harold Camping was a little off on his end-of-the-world prediction again. Though I must say he certainly got a lot of people talking and mocking. I will also add that just because the end of days didn’t happen today, doesn’t mean it’s not coming… only God really knows the timing.
I walked in the dark last night as I put my mind through the logical exercise. What would I do if I knew for a fact the world would end tomorrow? What would you do?
Would you spend your last moments doing something you love with the people you love? Would you max out your credit cards on a huge party knowing there would be no consequences? Would you sit on a mountain top and make peace with God in preparation for an afterlife?
Like Sherlock Holmes, I carefully reviewed my life up to now…searching for clues to its meaning. There are so many things I have achieved and learned…. so many people who have positively touched my life. There have been moments of joy and moments of pain; moments of brilliance and moments of stupidity; moments of great courage and distressing moments of fear.
At the end of this memory cavalcade, I came to this conclusion. Life is not about what you’ve done, it’s about what’s in front of you. There are still things I want to accomplish in this world and I don’t have forever to do them. And since nothing drives action like a due date on the calendar, I need to get specific and get busy right now.
It’s elementary, my dear Watson. You should not fear death. Fear a life not lived.