Ecclesiastes 7:2 It is better to go to the house of mourning, than to go to the house of feasting: for that is the end of all men; and the living will lay it to his heart.
I am sure that if you have looked at this blog that you know that my dad is dying. I am also pretty sure that you are about tired of hearing all of this.
It will soon be over and we will move on to other things. But as I thought about where I was sitting yesterday this verse came into my mind.
We all prefer the house of feasting and partying. The wisest man said that the house of mourning was more important.
The reason that it is so important is that we will lay death to heart. This life is coming to an end for all of us. It is obvious when you are sitting in a house listening to the breathing, the beginning of the death rattle, etc but it is just as true for everyone of us.
Most of us live like there is no tomorrow and if there is a tomorrow it will be just like today and fun is all that matters. We live for self and selfish things. Those things may be good things, like family, friends, fun, our future but we seldom consider what we are doing that has eternal value.
As I sit and watch or look at the shell of dad lying there waiting to die it causes me to go deep within myself and consider what my life has counted for and what will be done that is of value.
It will soon be over. The toys, the comforts, the possessions mean nothing now.
He doesn’t even know what is happening. It is all over down here though he still lies there.
I sit here and count my own days. I count my mortality. I think of the fact that I have only a limited number of days to live.
I know that he is my dad but I hope through these days those that are very special friends will take to heart the house of mourning.