Woah!

Have you ever thought that your death was eminent? I'm not talking about being chased by a big dog, or almost getting into a car accident; I'm talking about really thinking you are going to die, and having time to think about how you feel about it.

Well, I recently had that experience, and I must say that it was different than I thought it would be. For some reason I thought I would be calm, I was anything but. I could feel my heart pounding so furiously that I thought you could see it through my shirt (though my wife says that I looked calm). I thought I would be ready to accept death if that was what God had for me, I was not. I was telling a friend of mine that I was somewhat ashamed of myself for being scared and for not being ok with my mortality, and he reminded me that Jesus had those same feelings.

So what did I do? I held my wife's hand and prayed the Lord's prayer.

Anyway, it was indeed an interesting experience to think I was going to die, and not to be able to do anything about it. I hope not to have this experience again anytime soon. And it was a good reminder to me as well that death is our enemy. A defeated enemy, but our enemy nonetheless.