March 28, 2005 by Isaac Hovet
This post may make some people mad. So be it.
I have hesitated to comment on the whole Terry Schiavo life or death situation. It has been something that many people seem to have opinions on . . . only because it is hip to do so. As I was huffing, puffing and dripping gallons of sweat while on the stairmaster at the gym today, CNN was covering the whole case again. At that point, in the midst of near cardiac arrest (ok, I am getting back into shape . . . puff, puff), I decided that I would say what has been on my mind lately:
Christians, who believe in life after this life, place far too much value on physical life in the here and now.
Don’t we have something far greater to look forward to? Must we fight so hard for life now? Is a loss really a loss? Or is it a gain?
Here is what I say to all of you. Write this down. Save this post. If I am ever in a vegetative state, please don’t prolong life when “death” will be only a door to something greater. Don’t argue with God if there isn’t much chance that I could b a viable, productive person here on earth. Let me go. Let me be. I’ll see you soon enough.
I know that it is hard to have an eternal mindset . . . one that doesn’t see a great chasm between this life and eternal life, but one that views them as blurred or even as the same. Sure, the next life will be different, but aren’t we preparing even now for who we will be? Christians: let go of fear, let go of worry and live this life fully and without reservation.
Jesus came to free us. One of those freedoms is from the fear of death. Why do we picket, worry and insist that Terry must go on as if this life is all that she has? Is that life? Or is she merely in the doorway gazing at the wondrous outdoors, while we fret inside fearing even a hint of the outside sun? Free her to run, to dance and to find the joy, acceptance and elation that she couldn’t here.
I think of feral children who, biologically speaking, are designed to be normal, productive humans, but because they get cut off from society learn to behave as animals. Even when these malnourished, scarred, parasite ridden and diseased children are found and re-introduced to society they often fight to return to the wild. They want what they knew, in spite of the vast freedom, comfort and relative luxury that they are offered.
We are all like feral children. We are created to live in the presence of God, but can’t fully experience that yet. We scamper around full of parasites that we can’t shake, diseases we didn’t ask for and scars of improperly healed wounds until He rescues us; until he plucks us out of this wild because he said it was time. So often when it is us or someone close to us that is to be freed, we cringe in fear of the unknown. We scurry away from freedom, away from life and away from who we were created to be.
“To live is Christ, to die is gain.”