Am I afraid to die?

Am I afraid to die?

This is a serious question I have asked myself recently. A question I am sure that has popped into a few minds as we go through this pandemic. A question that no one quite possibly never thought of … until now.

It seems like every time I look at social media, someone who has the coronavirus is giving details via video of the painful ordeal they are going through. It is enough to make a sane person question their own mental state. Don’t get me wrong. I have always loved medicine (and should have gotten into the medical field) and learning about the symptoms first hand is very educational. However, it is overwhelming also. People are dying. Young and old. Black and white. This virus does not discriminate against anyone.

My faith, however, has me believing that this pandemic is not an accident. God is not pleased with the way the world has become. Sinning has become such a norm that people are just accepting of everything. Some leaders are only leaders for self and not for the people – and not educated enough to see past themselves. Racism and bigotry are not dead but very much alive. Love among neighbors is obsolete. The world is a mess.

Come, my people, enter your chambers {homes}, and shut your doors behind you; hide yourselves, as it were, for a little moment, until the indignation is past. For behold the Lord comes out of His place {heaven} to punish the inhabitants of the earth for their iniquity; the earth will also disclose her blood, and will no more cover her slain.

Isaiah 26:20-21 (NKJV)

We need to adhere to the bible and the orders to stay at home until this is over. There are some that are still not grasping the seriousness of this virus.

Now… to answer my original question. Am I afraid to die? No. I am not afraid. It is a part of life. We don’t know when or where our last breaths will be taken, but it will happen eventually. What I am afraid of, though, is dying alone. I cry when I hear about the victims of the coronavirus who die without any family around. Their last few hours … minutes … are filled with pain and suffering with no one there to hold their hands. And the families are not there to support their loved ones through that difficult time. That to me is heartbreaking. Inconceivable even.

Moving forward, grasp each day as if it could be your last. Be safe and stay home. Take care of yourselves and your loved ones whom you are quarantined with. Peace and love to you all.

Until next time … be blessed.