We hear people saying they're dying for a piece of chocolate cheesecake or something. But dying to live? Hey, I'm already living it up, they say. But O really?
What does it mean to live well?
Napolean Bonaparte once said: Death is nothing, but to live defeated and inglorious is to die daily.
Interesting to note that Napolean relates dying well to living well. To fear death is to live defeated and ingloriously... and ultimately, to die NOT just once, but daily.
AS we face the end of one year and the beginning of a new year, BEFORE we consider what resolutions and goals we will make... shall we for a moment ponder over the fears in our life that has caused us to flinch and dodge and duck and flounder and feign and fault and .... the whole of 2009, my gosh!
Unless we hold up our fears to scrutiny, we may plan and plan and plan, but in vain, because we would lack the guts to see through the beautiful plans we draft.
For until we are ready to face down our pretensions and futile preoccupations, we would have allowed, before 2010 even dawns on us, another year lost.
Napolean Bonaparte also said: Strategy is the art of making use of time and space. I am less concerned about the latter than the former. Space we can recover, lost time never.
And my friend, time is lost when we vacillate in the mirage of false hope that we can live well at the expense of a lost cause and no cost.
What is our cause? What cost are we willing to bear under?
Are we really dying to live? Or happy to plainly exist?
The Apostle Paul declared: For me to live is Christ, and to die is gain.