Saturday, January 7, 2012

Day 63


I’m going to tell you something I’ve never told anyone.

I’m afraid of dying.

Not just dying, old age, asleep in my bed—but dying at a young age, The-Band-Perry-kind-of-death.

Honestly, I think that’s the real reason I cried on New Year’s Eve.  I feel like I may not make it past 27.  And I’m not saying this for any other reason than I have to get it off my chest.  I may never mention it again.  If you approach me with this, I may not talk about it.  But right now, for this moment, I am sharing that my deepest fear is that I’m not only meant to die young, but die soon.

I remember when I was a kid, my best friend and I sat together.  And we talked about how we thought we were going to die.  When I thought of such a thing, I saw myself young, not going quietly into the night, but in a very painful way.

Maybe it’s in God’s great mercy that I never married.  What if I’m not meant to live until I’m old and gray?  What if I actually married someone and we had children and it’s in my plan for me to pass away young?  If I never marry, if I never have children, this is one less family that must experience a loss of a loved one.  Maybe my passing will bring my family to Christ.  Maybe I’m completely wrong, and I’ll die old, Notebook-style, being loved more than I could have ever imagined.

What if I have Cancer?  So many people die from all different cancers.  Just looking at a list of celebrities that passed away in 2011, 98% of the deaths were from cancers.  What if I’m murdered?  There are so many murders in Memphis.  What if I get into a car accident?  People pass away all the time and never see it coming.

Tonight I re-listened to one of my favorite sermons.  It was given by Matt Chandler, a pastor at The Village Church in Texas.  He is amazing.  He is hilarious.  He was diagnosed with cancer.  If you want any insight into my thoughts, listen to it, Christian or not.  It changed the way I think about death.

I don’t know if what I’m feeling bears anything reality.  I don’t know if what I’m feeling is a jumpstart to turn my life around and live completely for God.  I said in my last post a quote that has embedded itself in my heart: When you realize you’re dying, you want to make sure there was a reason you lived.

I am on a journey to turn my life around completely.

Forgive the men in my life who have hurt me  Check.
Forgive my family for the hurt and dysfunction
Love myself through the eyes of God
Let God use me to change lives

Once you listen to the sermon, read my other list.  If you don’t listen, you won’t understand.

There you have it.  My greatest fear.

I cried out all this fear on NYE.  I cried until I felt peace.  I cried until I felt God telling me to trust Him, death or not.  And was reminded of this...

“But death, death for the believer is about fulfillment.  It's like, in that moment, I've got all that Christ had for me,  like all that He wanted me to know, all that He wanted me to experience, all that He wanted me to feel and know and do, that I am full, that I've got all that He wanted me to drink.  And so, He pulls me out.”—Matt Chandler