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To One Who Fears Death
and Dying
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"Numquid
apertæ tibi sunt portæ mortis et ostia tenebrosa vidisti?
"Have the
gates of death been opened unto thee? Or hast thou seen
the doors of the shadow of death?"
Job
38.17
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"Consummatem
est"
–
It
is finished
Christ
spoke these words upon the Cross when the will of the Father had
been accomplished, done, fulfilled, consummated.
At
the end of our own journey, we, too, must recognize — even if we
do not see it — as the face of the Father was hidden from Christ
– that it is accomplished.
The
hour is come.
It
is the hour, not of darkness nor desolation, not of dereliction,
but of fulfillment – the Father's will has been fulfilled,
accomplished, in us. We have no more to do. Nothing more to offer.
It
is perfection.
At no other time in our existence will be be able to utter, to repeat
these unspeakably beautiful words. Only once. "Consummaten est!"
It
is not an end. It is a consummation; the divine purpose for which
you have been created has finally been fulfilled. Is this cause
for sadness?
No,
my child ... it is cause for joy!
Fulfillment is not an ending. It is a perpetual enactment
... of perfection, of being brought to that perpetually unfolding
state that is the perfection of our being in God —Who is infinite
and inexhaustible, and ever unfolding, in greater glory still, His
being to us, before us, within us! It is ecstatic perfection.
There are no ends, only the fulfillment of being, and
even this
is not an end – in fact, it is not even a fulfillment, but yet another
act of becoming, of becoming perpetually more
than we were, more than we are.
God,
my little one, has created us in His image. It is everlasting. Beyond
this passing life on earth, He is infinitely, eternally unfolding
before us – revealing ever more, always more, eternally more, of
Himself to us.
In
our beholding, participating in, that inexhaustible unfolding of
ever deeper, ever greater, ever more beautiful facets of God's being,
we experience the perpetual unfolding, ever increasing perfection
of our own being that is made, enacted, in that image into which
He pours Himself inexhaustibly ... which is to say, eternally.
Death as an ending? No ... in the most profound sense it is
the end of all ending.
Fear
death? Why, my child, would you fear death?
Do you know something I do not?
Socrates asked this of those who encouraged him to flee from it.
It is, he understood, and we too must understand, the pretense
of knowledge, of knowing what we do not know, of presuming what
we have not experienced; of what no one has experienced and subsequently
revealed to us. Except for One – Jesus Christ.
And
what does He say about it?
"I will raise him up!"
1
"Come, beloved of my Father!"
2
"Today
you will be with me in Paradise."
3
"God
shall wipe away all tears from their eyes: and death shall
be no more, nor mourning, nor crying, nor sorrow shall be
any more, for the former things are passed away."
4
"He that believeth in Me, although he be dead, shall live."
5
Why,
then, would you think that – of all the experiences you have
had in your life, so many that are so beautiful – that death will
be like, not the most beautiful, but the worst experience you had
ever had or imagined? Why single out that one terrible
experience — and anticipate that death will be like it
— rather than your many beautiful experiences in life? Out
of the many, many experiences, why ... why this
one?
Do you not see that you fear what you only pretend to
know,
presume to be, fear to be – and with no
warrant whatever?! What madness is this?
Put such thoughts from your mind. They have no place there, for
they are not true — which is to say, that they are not real. It is
a snare set by the evil one. Listen not to the father of lies, but
to Jesus, the Author of Life:
"Come beloved
of my Father!"
"Today you will
be with me in Paradise."
Do you not yet understand that when Jesus cried out on
the Cross, "Why have you forsaken me?", it was
our
abandonment, our desolation, our fears,
our
emptiness ... that He took upon Himself ... nailing it to the Cross
through His Most Sacred Body.
He
took it away from us and took it upon Himself
— why — why would He have taken it ... just to give it
back?
Shall we also pay the penalty for our sins?
We
would then empty His Sacrifice completely. Utterly. He would
have died in vain; died for no reason. Certainly not for you and
me ...
Did
He not take upon Himself our illnesses and fears
as well as our sins? Was this not the blood He sweated in the Garden
of Gethsemane? The fear? What would have been
yours. What would have been mine! He spent
the night in the Garden of Gethsemane so that we
would
not have to!
You still fear, I see — but, really, I must ask you: Who is it that
will come to greet us in that hour?
The Beloved!
Does not our God ever speak to us in terms of the Bridegroom to
the Bride? What, child, ought this suggest to you in the way of
death and dying?
Should we not,
rather, anticipate the moment of death as something akin
to that inexpressibly beautiful moment of conjugal climax? As an
ineluctable, final, total and unutterable culmination of joy,
fulfillment
so great, that it sunders soul from body ... and finally attains to union with the Beloved?
Not Ending ...
but Ecstasy!
The moment of death is rapturous; it is a making permanent
in eternity what is fleeting on earth, in the body. Total fulfillment!
Total love consummated! An entering into God, a clinging
to Him as lover enters the beloved and clings to her at the moment
of consummation, making himself one with her, indistinguishable
from her .... when the bondage of isolation is burst and
our life becomes one with another's — but ever more profoundly,
ever more beautifully, in God Himself.
I know what you fear --- but you fear needlessly. In that hour you will
not feel isolation, aloneness, emptiness, impending
darkness .... oh, no! you
will feel the embrace of God in a way that will make
it impossible for your finite body to accompany your infinite love
to Him ... it will be a moment of unutterable ecstasy, consummation,
union.
Aloneness? No, no, my little one ... no ...
union! Your life entering
His, His life entering yours — perfectly! He will take you
to Himself!
Does
the Bridegroom leave the bride in her chamber alone on the night
of the consummating of their love?! You will not be alone.
You will not be afraid. You will never be alone thereafter,
and never know anything of fear again. What awaits you is far more
beautiful than ever you imagined, than has ever entered your heart.
You
will not spurn His embrace ... you will breathlessly hasten to it!
JMdC
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1 St. John 6.40
2 St. Matthew 25.34
3 St. Luke 23.43
4 Apocalypse 21.4
5 St. John 11.25
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