26 February 2010

Move on

My great uncle is in his last days. My dad just called to let me know after he talked to my grandma, Uncle Bill's sister. Uncle Bill's ready to go, ready to "move on".

Those words struck me. Move on. From what? To what? We don't really know either, but we have a better idea of the former than the latter. I was just reading Annie Dillard, and she compared Earth to the one blot on the canvas: it is the only place with death. Yet out of death comes Life: how? why? We only faintly understand our world, in all its created glory: how can we hope to understand the next?

"Behold, I am making all things new..."

It's gonna be awesome. Are you ready to move on?

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