In a little more than a month, I will be 61 years old. Where did the time go? Do you ever wonder? I can vividly remember snapshots in time from 50 or more years ago as if they were last week. Ask me what I ate yesterday, and that will present more of a challenge. It’s strange to think I have far less life ahead than I do behind. The thought is unsettling.
The unknown is frightening for most of us. What lies ahead for everyone is death, the afterlife, a new dimension. We don’t end just because our bodies die, that much I believe. We are pure energy wrapped in human clothing and energy cannot be destroyed. It makes sense that when we are released from our earth suits we will go, so to speak, somewhere else. But where?
I don’t identify as Christian so the whole heaven and hell thing doesn’t speak to me. I do believe in Divine Love, in God, but not in the same way Christians do. So how do we reconcile what we truly don’t know with what lies ahead?
Belief and knowledge are not the same. Belief is an opinion, a concept or thought we choose to hold but are not based on fact. Knowledge is verifiable. Christians, or any who hold strong religious or spiritual beliefs, equate their beliefs with knowledge, however, the knowledge is not definitively provable. I may choose to believe something so strongly that the belief is true from my perspective but it isn’t a provable fact. See what I mean? Take the Bible, for example. How much of it is fact and how much is based on the opinions of those who penned the chapters and verses? We can prove certain people lived because there is verifiable proof of their existence. Yeshua, (Jesus) for example, was a real person, but was he the Messiah, the Son of God, the Savior of all mankind? I believe Yeshua was God incarnate, but that is my opinion – I have no fact to back that belief. There are records preserved through the centuries from those who knew Yeshua, people who walked with Him, listened to His words of wisdom, but were they His actual words or their interpretation? We rely on faith or belief, not fact, that the words and interpretations bear truth.
Naturally, we fear, or at least, approach the unknown with questions that will not be answered until we cross over. We want to know if we will, indeed, be reunited with loved ones, as many religions and spiritual people teach. This existence, for better or worse, is all that we know. We don’t want to linger in pain, we want the opportunity to say “till we meet again”. Some of us will get that, some won’t.
I have a love/hate relationship with this chapter in my life. The aging process is not for the faint of heart yet I am grateful to wake every morning to another opportunity to get it right, to enjoy time with my husband, family and friends, and of course my beloved dogs.
When I was 26 years old I went through the windshield of my car after a truck nearly hit me head-on. It was before the seatbelt laws of today, and I have worn a seatbelt every day of my life since. What I remember vividly was the feeling I had when I realized survival was probably not likely. A verse from the Bible spontaneously rose from within my spirit – to be absent from the body is to be with the Lord. (2 Corinthians 5:8) An overwhelming peace enveloped me in the milliseconds that seemed like minutes just before the crash. Within the peace I felt no regret, no remorse, no fear, no sadness – only peace and pure love. When I realized I survived, I was a little disappointed, and in a lot of pain. Since that time, the vividness of the memory hits me now and again, and I know there will be no fear when I leave this earth suit to rejoin Divine Love. In the words of Carl Sagan, we are star stuff. Star stuff is forever…..