As another Lame Cherry exclusive in matter anti matter.
I was thinking about my Stage IV aunt......she is dead now a few months, but the quality of mercy is whatever Shakespeare in lost on some people.
Stage IV, was a hick. She though married lucky in being a fornicator and did well off of the government dole. So she had lots of money and liked flaunting it around the Brier when she appeared.
She did not really like me, as a child, I told her that Christians do not sue other people..........yes that quality of mercy in a child telling a Californian they were not holier than she.
I have had experiences when I thought I was going to die and frankly, I got calm after the fear left, as you are going to die, so what is the point of it all, as you are going to be unplugged from this world, so there is nothing really to be worked up over.
This though is a Christian lesson in death, as Stage IV was a pew sitter and while she thought she was kosher, she ruined peoples lives and was a self centered asshole.
I think it was like almost 4 years ago, that they found cancer in Stage IV, and told her that she had 3 months to live. The miracle of cancer treatments for the rich though is in California they found the right cocktail and she got better. In fact, the cancer was found again, and they arrested it again, so I always said that Stage IV had cancer that just loved her and she loved radiation poisoning as cancer did not kill her and she kept going back for radiation.
Then came the Covid. Yes that vax which they lined up for like all the lemmings did and right on schedule what happened? The cancer appeared again. Around July of this past year, she was found to now have had brain cancer. Apparently no more treatments were going to taken as that vax opened the door and she was full of the stuff.
Here is the thing in this though, she went into hospice, so she had money, was at home and she had a great exit plan. The problem is that Stage IV, went into depresson, because unlike most Christians she was not focused on Jesus and enternal Life, or she would not have gone suicidal in barely eating anything and not drinking a great deal of water. She lost all interest in life.
That was something her husband was just perplexed about, he could not figure out how she could not care about anything any more.
The answer was as I said, she got her erections over having money and that meant most people did not, so she could look down on them from life............but when you get cancer the poor people have the trump card in they have life and you have cancer, and nothing you invested in now matters because you are going to be dead.
For me, in fantasy, I have always figured that knowing you were going to die was liberating. You could make sure that all things were squared with Jesus, you could now take time to focus on things like people you cared about. You could look at them, you could see a sunset, you could watch the stars, and think, "I'm not going to be here anymore for this stuff and it is going to pass away when eternity comes, so I want to just look at things and do things that I won't be doing in Heaven.
I know that is me, and other Christians, but that is how I would look at things. I could never be harmed by this world again in dying, and that is something to be thankful for.
My future though is in God's Will to work to Jesus coming back as that is why we were all put here.
When my Beloved Uncle died, it was a remarkable experience in death. He was a special "Angel" messenger of healing for all of us, in healed us in his death before he died. Yes we all cried and all were sad, but he healed something in us.
When he returned to shepherd by brother when he died, I was amazed how the feel of him had changed in Uncle was someone who had a feeling of responsibility about him. It was like the thing Jesus said in you get 100 cities to be keeping track of. He was more administrative. Probably some of it was, I asked Uncle to be there, and my brother was a royal ass about it all, so it was probably his displeasure in his peace had been disturbed for this problem child.
There was though no healing in Stage IV. She gave nothing back as it was all about here, whining and depressed at not being able to toruture people around her by having a better life. Yes her reward was in this life, not the next.
I can not Judge on this, but as her daughter thougth she was in Heaven.............I figured she was dragged to hell as she was a horrid person, but that is for God to Judge. I do know that I never felt anyting in her passing. I felt great joy in her being dead as that closure has closed for me, no more of her to deal with in her incessant being an ass.
So the lesson in this is, it is important how you live and die. You die selfish and it helps no one more than being selfish in life. You have to invest in other people to have them care about you when you are dead. The family should know that as it is I believe it is sparse times ahead in no one caring about them. That is a lonely time in knowing that no one cared.
Yes I have prayed for her family, in God to comfort them, and I do not relish their being in misery. I have been who a Christian is to be.
That was Stage IV. It is good ridance to that which was a cancer on humanity all of her days. I also think she wanted to die, but did not get that reward as she wanted as she was supposed to last about 2 more months. I believe she died, as a favor from God to me, as I was grousing about why I had to wait for a mass exodus, and it would be something I would appreciate if He ended a few early.
She probably should have donated.
Nuff Said
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