Thursday, August 26, 2010 - Eternal life

Some believe in life beyond death, some don't. Some are afraid of dying and so they don't think about this subject; by the contrary, some feed the hope that this fear is inferior to what is waiting for them. Some are longing for this moment, other despise it, because nobody has come to this world to tell us how it is on the other side. This is not a subject that is worrying me, because I understand that if it was supposed that we knwe everything, I also believe that God had revealed it in His Word. So, I accept that it begins a new life after this one we live here, near God, and it will be so by His Grace. And I rest in this belief, without greatest questions, because I am simply loved and secure in this Love.
But I read something about this some years ago. I don't remember which book it was, I just know that it was the author's opinion and that I interpreted and kept in my heart this way, because I found it so beautiful:

Dying is like being born.
For 9 months, more or less (it was 8 for me!) we have a life inside our mother's belly. As embryos and fetus, this is the only life we have and know. It's warm inside there, it's comfortable, we grow up, we play (it must be funnier with twins, it'll be more lively), we find new things, we eat good food, we listen to music, we hear several voices, we hear readigs and we keep growing up. And mainly, we hear the voice of our mother. It's a comfort. It is good; we like it and don't want anything else. But as we keep growing, we reach a stage of maturity when we can't stay in such a small space any longer and then the labor starts. It's time to come to the world, it's time of birth.
As fetus, I believe that this is a truly traumatic experience. We are afraid, we are frightened because we are going to somewhere else, we pass through a tight space, and we have to breathe for ourselves out there, what a hard time! And if we don't breathe, they still beat us! We cry. What is this?! Help!!!! Everything is different here!!!!! But suddenly, we hear our mother's voice and we recognize it immediately because we heard it for 9 months... more or less. And we calm down. How great it is hearing a friendly voice, a voice who loves us and that we know will mime and be with us for the rest of our lives.

I believe that dying is like being born.
Dying shall be a traumatic process too, but when we get there, those who, from this side, coudl hear the Father's voice, will recognize it there, immediately. And will feel rested and cherished by such great Love. The only truly unconditional and eternal love. Maybe because of that, dying is not finishing life, but starting the Life that really Is.
Those who believe in this in this life, even if they are called crazy, they are blessed in fact.

Kisses to all those who read this.