There was a time I was so afraid of death, I had thoughts upon thoughts, questions upon questions.
- What is death?
- Why do young parents, children and babies die? Why do people die?
- What will happen when I die, what will become of my things?
- Where do people go when they die?
- What will happen to the people I leave behind?
When I was younger I thought only elderly people die. I think as a society we do not talk about death. Nobody ever told me anything about death and I think that is why when death comes knocking at our doors it totally disorients us because we do not know how to deal with it.
There was a time I was constantly getting sick and I was so infected with fear of death that when I woke up everyday, I was shocked that I was still alive. Everytime I went to bed, I thought maybe this is my last night and this contributed largely to my insomnia. I remember one time I posted this article on my instagram (I have never had the courage to delete my instagram because at times when I look at that girl in those posts, I thank her for calling upon God to heal her even when she didn’t believe there was a God)
Now, imagine this, I have insomnia, hypochondria (health anxiety, that is, thinking that you have all sorts of diseases that you don’t really have) and then fear of death. I do not know who to approach to talk about these things and the ones that I try to talk to do not seem to understand me. I don’t even have kids yet or the things people would generally assume to be “life stressors” but I have baggage that I do not know how to deal with.
This article is not about to answer those questions I had. It is about creating awareness about the things that affect us on day to day life but are never addressed. They are left for interpretation or to be dealt with when they occur.
I would like to just stress the importance of discussing death with our loved ones. If we do not know how to do it by ourselves, we can seek answers from religious teachers or counsellors.
To be honest, I wish somebody would have sat me down and explained to me what death is and it’s impact but I thank God for His teachings and understanding of His word.
Imagine a scenario where death takes our loved ones and leaves our younger generation, the youth, little children clueless, without direction and where to seek comfort and refuge.
Where do they go? If you and I are to be truly honest examining the current state of dealing with death, they would seek comfort in the wrong places. At times that is what pain does, it has the ability to twist our realities and introduce fear, anxiety and despair but it also has the ability to build and make us strong pillars for others.
Talking about death does not mean that it’s reality will be less harsh, but I believe it gives the ones left behind direction and strength to move forward with life despite the circumstances.
I was randomly reading through David’s story early this year, I got to the point where he was old and about to die and when I read what he told his son, I said,
“Lord, I would like to write a message about this, but I don’t have content or what to say right now, I trust that you’ll give me the words one day in the near future” and today morning, I got up and started typing.
Let us talk to our children from a tender age and the younger generation about death, let us not let death rob us of our loved ones and also the ones left behind by leaving a void in their hearts that they have to look to the world for comfort.