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Where The The We Some Notice Again <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Where did we ever come up with the romantic notion that the best way to die is in our sleep? First things first, when it comes to dying, there really isn’t a “good” way to go. Why? Because you’re dead! Dying in your sleep I believe comes with a lot of potential pitfalls. The first…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":223,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[2,1,6],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-21","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-christian-living","category-comedy","category-family-life"],"yoast_head":"\n
\ndid we ever come up with the romantic notion that the best way to die is in our
\nsleep? First things first, when it comes to dying, there really isn’t a “good”
\nway to go. Why? Because you’re dead! Dying in your sleep I believe comes with a
\nlot of potential pitfalls.<\/span><\/p>\n
\nfirst being if you die in your sleep, when do you first realize your dead? At
\nleast in a car accident you can see it coming! You scream throw up your hands,
\nhave your life pass before your eyes, and enter into the death place knowing how
\nyou got there. Dying in your sleep your never sure if you died and are in
\nheaven OR you are dreaming and just when your excited about the prospect of
\nseeing God, surprise. It was all a dream. <\/span><\/p>\n
\nother problem with dying in your sleep is the inconvenience it puts on everyone
\nelse, especially if that “everyone else” was sleeping next to you. Nothing
\nstarts the day off on the wrong foot like waking next to someone who is dead.
\nDead people are a pain in the butt. They expect you to do everything for them. They
\nassume you are going to treat them tenderly and dignified yet they do nothing
\nto assist us. When you’re dead someone else has to dress you, which is really a
\nchallenge because you can’t help push your arm through the jacket. <\/span><\/p>\n
\ndress dead people in clothes so perhaps we should wear clothes to bed and then
\nat least when you croak your ready to roll. Not to mention I find it difficult
\ndeciding which tie matches the suit we are going to bury you in. We dress
\npeople up to throw them in a hole and toss dirt on top! Why? Why aren’t we
\nburied in the same outfit we came in on? Talk about a waste of perfectly good
\nsuit or dress. I say we are buried “au natural”.<\/span><\/p>\n
\npeople leave gifts and memorials at the gravesite of a dearly departed. Maybe a
\nteddy bear or a bottle of Jack Daniels depending on the type of person they
\nwere in life. These gestures by the way are touching only to those of us that
\ncan appreciate them, in other words the “still here” folks. <\/span><\/p>\n
\ntoo that these bottles and necklaces and teddy bears and handkerchiefs and what
\nnot always mysteriously vanish from the gravesite. In other words someone is
\nleaving this tribute of love and someone else is stealing it and using it on
\nthe living. Seems a little creepy giving a stuffed animal to a living child
\nthat you had ripped off from a dead child’s gravesite. <\/span><\/p>\n
\nthe ultimate truth is that all the pomp and circumstances we go through for the
\ndead is actually for the living. The dead person is long gone and aware only of
\nwhere their eternal destiny is established. If they died in sins their arrival
\nis bleak to say the least. If they committed their soul to Christ then they
\nactually get to meet him and enter into eternal rest. That’s why if they got
\nthere by falling off a cliff, it’s actually comforting. They are sure they
\naren’t dreaming and realize they are more awake now then they have ever
\nexperienced before. You on the other hand can keep your teddy bear.<\/span><\/p>\n