Let me die please..!
Robert Clements
Monday, April 18, 2011 - How often I hear the cry, “Why is God keeping me alive? I have nothing more to live for!” Normally this sad, heart wrenching cry comes from someone who’s lost a loved one, and is missing that person terribly, or some person who is not well, and is suffering. Yes, it must be terrible not to want to live anymore.
But do you cry thus, when you are fed up with life, or do you cry out like this when you are joyful about going up to meet your creator? The apostle Paul, during his end years, talks about how he is waiting to go and meet his God, yet is happy that God has work for him to do here on earth.
Well, that’s what it is all about; if you are waiting to die and death isn’t coming to you, then God has work here on earth that you have to finish. It could be pointing the true path to a grandson or granddaughter, maybe praying for someone who needs prayer, it could be being a spiritual guide to a nurse in the hospital, and what a joy that God wants you here on earth to do His work. So do it. Yet, we crave and plead for laws on euthanasia; laws that will be misused by everyone, but who are we to decide when someone has lived enough. I once saw a person living like a vegetable; at his bedside his mother and brother were feeding him, yet he was unaware of anything.
“What good is his life?” someone asked. “Look how painful it is for his relatives!” said another And then I heard another in the room say, “I came in with a sick husband and wanted to dump him in the hospital and run away, but after I saw this scene of this comatose boy being looked after so lovingly, I realized that it was the least I could do for my own husband”: So there was a plan even there, do you see? Let me end on a lighter note: A cheeky youngster was sitting with his mother in the living room talking about the many things of life. In-between, they talked about the idea of living or dying, and he said to his mother, ‘Mom, never let me live in a vegetative state, totally dependent on machines and liquids from a bottle. If you see me in that state I want you to disconnect all the contraptions that are keeping me alive, I’d much rather die!’
His mother got up from the sofa with a real look of determination and proceeded to disconnect the TV, the Cable, the Dish, the DVD, the Computer, the Cell Phone, the IPod, and the Xbox, and then went to the fridge and threw away all his beer.! Howzat..!
—Email:bobsbanter@gmail.com
But do you cry thus, when you are fed up with life, or do you cry out like this when you are joyful about going up to meet your creator? The apostle Paul, during his end years, talks about how he is waiting to go and meet his God, yet is happy that God has work for him to do here on earth.
Well, that’s what it is all about; if you are waiting to die and death isn’t coming to you, then God has work here on earth that you have to finish. It could be pointing the true path to a grandson or granddaughter, maybe praying for someone who needs prayer, it could be being a spiritual guide to a nurse in the hospital, and what a joy that God wants you here on earth to do His work. So do it. Yet, we crave and plead for laws on euthanasia; laws that will be misused by everyone, but who are we to decide when someone has lived enough. I once saw a person living like a vegetable; at his bedside his mother and brother were feeding him, yet he was unaware of anything.
“What good is his life?” someone asked. “Look how painful it is for his relatives!” said another And then I heard another in the room say, “I came in with a sick husband and wanted to dump him in the hospital and run away, but after I saw this scene of this comatose boy being looked after so lovingly, I realized that it was the least I could do for my own husband”: So there was a plan even there, do you see? Let me end on a lighter note: A cheeky youngster was sitting with his mother in the living room talking about the many things of life. In-between, they talked about the idea of living or dying, and he said to his mother, ‘Mom, never let me live in a vegetative state, totally dependent on machines and liquids from a bottle. If you see me in that state I want you to disconnect all the contraptions that are keeping me alive, I’d much rather die!’
His mother got up from the sofa with a real look of determination and proceeded to disconnect the TV, the Cable, the Dish, the DVD, the Computer, the Cell Phone, the IPod, and the Xbox, and then went to the fridge and threw away all his beer.! Howzat..!
—Email:bobsbanter@gmail.com
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