Each Must Die

You may have figured out by now, from reading my other posts, that I belong to the club of Netflix marathoners. I also belong to the Amazon prime marathoners. I always need to have a background noise when I’m doing something, and I am good at multitasking leading to a TV series always being on the background when I am studying or doing dishes or some other chore. It helps me to compartmentalize or focus on different things while still being aware of my surroundings. Sorry. Rabbit trail. Anyhow.

Vikings recently caught my attention as I started researching them having discovered my family name was traced to the Germanic tribes. Once, a boy on the show said something along the lines of “it is only death.” A chant throughout the series whenever a battle was fought ended with the line “and each must die some day.” I personally liked it.

Ancient Ops is another show I have recently begun watching. The Ghost Warriors and the Berserkers obviously were my two favourite groups shown. Again, they did not fear death. (Yes, I know I am being a bit redundant as the Berserkers were Vikings, but you’ll get over it.) Many of the ancient warriors went into battle accepting that if you die, you die. Everyone dies one day.

Let us now jump to the present day, shall we. In this day and age, many people fear death. Because of my job, I am in a position to see when people are faced with death – either their own or the death of a beloved one. So, so many people are scared of it! We have the five stages of grief that supposedly everyone goes through when faced with death or bad news ultimately leading to death.

I say supposedly because I’ve been faced with the death of a loved one, of several loved ones. I did not through the stages of grief with any of them. You see, I know that those who have died here on earth who were beloved by me are in heaven with our Lord and Saviour. I have that hope of seeing them again one day. Why did I need to go through the stages of grief when I know I will join them one day? However, I realize that not everyone is going to heaven. I know that is why people fear death. They do not have that hope. I have also realized that not everyone who I know who will die is going to heaven. I am doing everything I can to show them the love of God and His gift of salvation to us. If they do not accept that gift, they will be in hell for all of eternity.

We each must die. It is how we live that truly matters.

I know there are Christians who live in countries where those who believe in Jesus are killed for that belief. I have heard rumors that those Christians are traveling to like-minded countries to spread the gospel. The sense I can make of those rumors: they already face persecution, so they might as well take the good news others. It’s one thing for people in countries advertising freedom of religion to talk about taking the gospel into all the world and hope that if faced with persecution, they’ll stand strong for Christ Jesus. They do not have experience with persecution; they cannot relate. Christians faced with persecutions in their country can relate with those to whom they take the plan of salvation who will also be facing persecution. They can relate and share words of comfort with which we do not have experience.

I have often said, and received odd looks for saying, that I truly do not care if I live or die. It’s not that I am suicidal because I am not, but I truly do claim Philippians 1:21.

Each must die one day. Do you accept that? Or do you fear it? Will you live as if each day is your last day on this earth? Will you change how you live?


Once Upon a Time. . .

There is a show on tv right now called Once Upon a Time. When it first came out, I could not stand the character of Regina, until we saw her as a younger version of herself in love with her Daniel. Obviously, we knew he was not a part of her happy ending since she ended up being the Evil Queen, but we still hoped she could be happy with him. At least, I still held onto some small hope that she would be happy with him.

She had Graham’s heart and forced affection from him. At first, I was super angry about that, even after she tried changing for the sake of Henry. She was just using him. Recently, having finished season four, I think differently about that. She was not just using him for physical satisfaction; she was trying to have some resemblance of a relationship. She didn’t want to be alone at night. She didn’t want to be alone at all.

The end of season four was heartbreaking for me. In the real world, she was too much of a villain to get a happy ending. In the Author’s new reality, where the villains won, she was too much of a hero to get a happy ending. Essentially, she just couldn’t win. She couldn’t be happy. She kept choosing to be happy, but every time she chose, something else came up to hurt her or to change the circumstances surrounding her choice to be happy (her sister, Marian, her sister again).

She started out as one of my least favourite characters – unrelatable, selfish, evil. Now she’s my favourite (ok, obviously aside from Captain Hook for obvious reasons) because she is truly relatable, lonely, longing to fit in and to find the love of her life. She has such a low sense of self-worth that regardless of all the good she has done, she still feels like she’s the least valuable of the heroes. She feels like she’s the one to be sacrificed to darkness after it leaves Gold because Emma is light, but she still sees herself as darkness.

Emma had a rough life growing up; no one will argue with that. She stands as a symbol of hope for viewers who also had a rough childhood – those in the foster system especially. Regina however, well, I hope she gets her happy ending. I hope she can have at least one season where she has a smooth path without having to constantly sacrifice left and right. I need her to be the symbol of hope for this hopeless romantic that eventually the sense of loneliness and not belonging are replaced with the security which comes with being truly desired here on earth by someone other than my Father in heaven.

Lucifer’s Sinful Start

My good old partner and I pick up shifts together, and we come different spiritual backgrounds. I was raised Bible-believing and became a member of a Baptist church. He was raised Catholic. We have some deep-in-doctrine discussions when we work together. Last night was no different.

Before I continue, let me explain what my dear youth pastor called “headache questions.” They are the questions that humans have been trying to wrap their heads around for years. We can’t come up with good explanations and get headaches trying to do so (think free will vs predestination).

This partner of mine came up with a new one for us last night:

If Lucifer was a sinless creation, surrounded by the perfection of heaven, other sinless angels, and the Holy God, from where did his pride and desire to be above God come? Angels had free choice, but if God cannot take part in sin, where did the wrong choice originate? 

I was stumped. Speechless for a solid 2 minutes. I called my mum as soon as it reached a time when she wouldn’t yell at me for calling and waking her up. She was quiet and finally said she didn’t know how she would respond and asked how I did. I had told him that I felt that was a question I did not recall ever hearing addressed in church or school, and I might have to wait to ask God Himself.

At church, I asked seminary students, missionaries, a pastor, and two of my mentors (one is one of the seminary students). No one had an answer. Here’s what I loved: every one of them got huge grins on their faces and said it was a new headache question, but one they look forward to researching and studying.

So, I have now had over 7 hours to think about this. I haven’t stopped thinking about this question. I don’t think I have a complete answer, but I think I have a decent starting point.

As far as I recall, the Bible does not say when the fall of Lucifer and his followers was in correlation to the creation of the world. What if, it happened after the creation of the tree of the knowledge of good and evil. After God told Adam and Eve to not eat of the fruit of that tree. What if that was what got the imagination of Lucifer wandering towards being more knowledgeable which led to being more powerful and then more powerful than God? That still doesn’t answer why he was thinking of that or went against our Creator, but it might be a start.

There’s your food for thought for the day. Enjoy your Sunday!

Instinctual Desires

Have you noticed the fascination of our culture with superheroes? Young and old gather around the screens to watch Avengers, Justice League, X-Men and any movies or shows based on the heroes involved in those organizations. People might say that it is just for entertainment or relaxation. I think there is something more.

I think people want to believe there is the chance that there are those around us who have flaws but ultimately make the decision to do whatever it takes to have good conquer evil.

We have our local and national heroes – firefighters, EMTs, law enforcement officers, and our military. We know that all of them will sacrifice themselves for us; they’ve proven that over and over again.

I think that more than wanting to believe in heroes, people have a strong desire to see good triumph over evil.

One day, that will happen.