The Hearse Stands Waiting…

5 08 2009

“If I think more about death than some other people, it is probably because I love life more than they do.” -Angelina Jolie  (American Actress, b.1975)

death row

There are two fixed points in our lives: birth and death. Death is specially unbendable. One astute writer used these words to describe what we’ve all felt…”This frustrates us, especially in a time of scientific breakthrough and exploding knowledge, that we should be able to break out of earth’s environment and yet be stopped cold by death’s unyielding mystery. An electroencephalogram may replace a mirror held before the mouth, autopsies may become more sophisticated, cosmetic embalming may take the place of pennies on the eyelids and canvas shrouds, but death continues to confront us with its black wall. Everything changes; death is changeless.

We may postpone it, we may tame its violence, but death is still there waiting for us. Death always waits. The door of the hearse is never closed.

President, farmer and sales executive live in death’s shadow, with Nobel prize winner and prostitute, mother, infant, teen, and old man. The hearse stands waiting for the surgeon who transplants a heart as well as the hopeful recipient, for the funeral director as well as the corpse he manipulates. Death spares none.”

You and I are going to die. There is no escaping it. Each of us will have our own turn to sit  in that ‘unseen’ death row. Life is short and very uncertain. We cannot know what the future will bring.

As I watched in boob tube yesterday those final  moments of the late President Cory Aquino, my heart was filled with inexpressible sorrow. And for you I dedicate this poem…

Cancer is limited…

It cannot cripple love,

It cannot corrode faith,

It cannot eat away peace,

It cannot destroy confidence,

It cannot kill a friendship,

It cannot shut out memories,

It cannot silence courage,

It cannot invade the soul,

It cannot reduce eternal life,

It cannot quench the spirit,

It cannot lessen the power of resurrection.

-Nick Harrison, promises To keep

My mom too, died in 2003 due to  complication of cancer. That’s why  I can empathize with her daughter’s speech. Rich and ordinary mothers both faced death in their prime, and death spared no one.

The hearse stands waiting…

Are you ready?

THE LIGHTER SIDE: Ask most people about dying and you get amazing answers, especially from children:

God doesn’t tell you when you’re going to die because He wants it to be a big surprise. -Allan , age 7

I’m not afraid to die because I’m a boy scout! -Ralph, age 10

Doctors help you so you won’t die until you pay all your bills.-Steph, age 9

When birds are ready to die they just fly to heaven. -Aaron, age 8

God be Praised!





2 responses

7 08 2009
Ray Abenojar

Hello Runner for Christ!

That’s a great and touching poem.

I can sympathize with you and all the “cancer survivors” (this is a different version/meaning to the phrase, which pertains to the family/kin left behind by someone who has died of cancer). My mom died of breast cancer a few months after Pres. Aquino won the snap elections. She was 46 and at her prime. I often wonder if anyone is ever gonna be ready…

Good luck on your Milo Baguio 21k race!

14 08 2009

Hi Ray…with all the modern technologies, man’s wisdom still cannot solve the mystery of ‘cancer.’ No one is ready not unless he commits everything to God. Thanks for visiting.

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