Our
lives are like a kaleidoscope — a jumble of experiences, feelings,
relationships, prayers, challenges, and hopes. It is only after we die that all
the pieces come together in a beautiful pattern that is illuminated by the
risen Christ.
On All Souls Day, we remember the kaleidoscopic lives of our loved ones who have walked through the doorway of death. It’s also a day to think about how we want to live in preparation for the day death comes to our own door. Rabindranath Tagore wrote the following poem about how, in the words of St. Francis of Assisi, we can praise God through “our Sister, bodily death”:
When death comes to your door
at
the end of the day,
what
treasures will you hand over to him?
I’ll
bring my full soul before him.
I’ll
not send him away empty-handed
the
day he comes to my door.
Into
my life-vessel pours the nectar
of
countless evenings and dawns,
of
numberless autumn and spring nights.
My
heart gets filled with the sight
of
endless fruits and flowers,
with
the touch of joy and sorrow’s light and shade.
All
the treasures I’ve gathered
during
my lifelong preparation
I’m
now arranging for the last day
to
give it all to death –
the
day death comes to my door.
May
we all live in such a way that the treasures of our life create a remarkable
kaleidoscope to carry with us into eternal life.
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