I attended my aunt’s funeral last week and as I reflected on her death, I realised that there are key lessons that could be learned from her passing. I do hope that as I share the lessons that I took from losing a loved one, someone reading this may also relate. Here are the key things I have learned:
You take nothing with you when you die
We are often so consumed with amassing wealth and material possessions. Death is the perfect reminder that none of those things matter the way we think they do. When you die, you will go with the one outfit and nothing else. It made me wonder what the point is to our existence. I was sad to realise that our time on this side of heaven is nothing but a short stay in which we must make sure we live purposefully, otherwise what else is there? Does this mean we stop buying clothes and other material things because when we die we leave with nothing? In my reflection and after reading for the umpteenth time, the book of Ecclesiastes in the Bible, I concluded that we must be content with less. Our aim should not be in gathering material possessions but should be on building relationships and leaving a legacy worth remembering. There are more important things than having the latest clothes, bags, cars, etc.
Make your life make sense while you still have the chance
Death makes life seem meaningless. I had so many questions and I honestly wondered about my whole existence. What is the point? Are we born to suffer for a couple of decades (if we’re lucky) and then die? The moments of joy are so fleeting while the pain and suffering seem endless. As I reflected, I thought life does make sense if you live with purpose. You have to find your purpose and the joy will follow. Often, we live one day at a time, merely existing and going with the flow. When you think about dying and leaving it all, you will realise that every second of your life counts and you must make it count. What does this mean? It means that every single day must be lived as if it were the last day. It means not spending too much time wallowing in misery and negative feelings because you only have that one life to live. It means forgiving quickly because tomorrow is not promised. It means taking those chances and using up all the resources inside of us while we still can. The time is now.
All roads lead back to God
My aunt’s death also made me realise that all roads lead back to God. At least for me. The confusion, the search for meaning and purpose…it is only God who can help us make sense of it. Without faith, there would be a void and I am even worried to contemplate what my life will be like without it. The Lord is my source of comfort and my refuge when the world makes no sense.
What about you? What event made you sit back and reflect on the meaning of life?