“Jesus said to her, “I am the resurrection and the life. Whoever believes in me, though he die, yet shall he live.” John 11:25
today is supposed to be my dear friend roobee’s 45th birthday. but we all stopped counting at 43, because she died almost two years ago after a fatal seizure. last week my nephew Banjo, who is in his early twenties, passed on due to a lingering illness. and just this week, my son’s former schoolmate and good friend, Kent, suddenly died in iligan because of a car accident. he was still in his teens.
in daddy’s case when he battled the big C, he was given an estimated time when he was expected to die. but nobody could really tell. he too, could have figured in an accident long before that. then the doctors’ estimate would have been a gross mistake. and our family, unprepared and devastated. or there could have been a miracle, when the mistake would be most welcomed.
it is unbelievable when death cheats his way and no one else is looking. it leaves everyone stunned and numb. unable to comprehend what is going on. long after we moved on, the sadness lingers.
at school, we were taught that “a sentence is a group of words that expresses a complete idea and includes a subject and a verb“. in life we learn that it is.
life is a sentence.
life is sentence whose subject is us. and the verb, what we do with “us”.
“a sentence begins with a capital letter and ends with a punctuation mark.”
our life begins with a loud cry. and when it ends, only God knows. but certainly, it will.
life usually ends with a period. this is when life ends how and when most expects it to end – live a full life, die naturally and happily at old age.
life sometimes end with a question mark. when someone who is young and full of dreams gets sick and die, we often ask what if and what could have been.
life, on rare occasions, end with a punctuation mark. we all get this shock and disbelief when one dies from an accident, a crime or a suicide.
in between, we may pause with a comma or a semi-colon, to give order to our compound or complex lives.
and when we finally reunite with our Creator, our sentences end with a . . .
for with the Lord is unending joy and love.
but for us who are still under construction, let us always be thankful for all the other sentences that we connect with, whether the past, present or future tense.
together and in harmony, we could create a paragraph or a novel even. a love story that would highlight God’s glory in all our lives. and punctuate it with : )