Religion

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with REVEREND BILLY

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LIVING MEMORY

When we lose a loved one, we are left standing there with thousands and thousands of experiences with that friend – now physically playing and re-playing in our body.  The love becomes an ecstatic implant in our liquid electrified cells.  We keep having memories of all those long talks and arguments and laughing fits and those hours of traveling miles of life together.
 
We can call this “living memory.”  We can say that our loved one who died is alive in those who loved him.  For most people though, death is absolutely final. Even in our modern day, death is like the grim reaper.  But we should never feel that death is cheating us or betraying us, because life and death take place together.  How this works has never been explained.  It’s a mystery.  Death is a part of life.  Death is always there throughout our life, not just at the end.
 
If life and death are one and the same thing, then why do we have two separate words for them?   We treat them like they are opposites, though they are two parts of a whole.  What would you call that whole?  What is the word that includes both life and death?  That word is love.  When we love – then we know both life and death.  When we love – we are trusting that mystery.  To love is to trust life.  You trusted life when you shared life with your friend.  You trusted mysterious life together.  Love!