There is something about our nature that instinctively resists death and finds the notion repugnant. Many are fearful of death. Others forestall it through positive eating and drinking habits, exercise and medical intervention. Despite all the talk about quality of life and growing advocacy for euthanasia, we all know of heroic souls who cling at great physical and mental cost to every breath and heartbeat remaining to them. Indeed, although finding ourselves in a culture of death that excuses the termination of millions of unborn children, we are self-seeking and defiant in defending our own lives. Celebrities are infamous for plastic surgeries, hair dyes, and body augmentation— all to at least feign youthfulness and vigor. We appreciate all-to-well that we are on a trajectory with the Grim Reaper. Aging, ailment, and accident are the “Three A’s” about which we are wary. Advancing years bring us ever closer to our time of departure from this world. However, if a passage of the years offers a period of preparation for the inevitable; disease and accident are a lot less forgiving. Disease is the handmaid to aging. Accident is the worst as even the most robust and healthy can be quickly taken out— here one moment and suddenly gone the next. Modern people are very uncomfortable with death. Notice that we dress up and paint the dead in caskets as if they were alive. The preference for cremation removes the body entirely from the funeral scenario. The so-called ashes are a token of a life, remembered in photos, but increasingly even without a formal grave. Traditional Christian sensibilities insist upon a grave or place of internment for ashes— why? It is because we are a people of faith who employ sacraments and sacramentals. When we remember those who have passed, it is always with the accompanying hope that the beloved dead are alive in the Lord. The “sacramental” gives us something visible or tangible to grasp for that, which is in truth, unseen and beyond our senses. It is no denial of reality or an escape into the fanciful. But we prefer to believe that we exist for a reason and that we do not live and die in vain. Those who deny the existence of God and life after death can only find comfort in a nostalgic remembrance. It is sad because the person recalled is no more. When the few remaining who know the deceased should die or suffer from Alzheimer’s, then the remnants of the dead become no more than tattered photographs of ghosts without names or stories. The Gospel looks to Jesus and how he transforms the mystery of death. Indeed, at Mass we remember Christ in an “anamnesis” that makes present the one remembered. We are to similarly ponder the dead but remembering them as alive and as still loving and praying for us. The gravity moves from “us remembering” to the fact that “God remembers” and never forgets us.
We often weep when friends and families die. We are touched by death while still living in this world because the deceased remain a part of us. Our stories are interwoven and there are ties that remain unbroken, even by death. Often, we hear mourners cry things like, “Why O Lord, why did he have to die? Lord, could you not have taken me, instead? How could you have let this happen?” The question, “Why do human beings die?” is an important one. We want to live. We might not want to be vampires, but the prospect of eternal life is appealing. Those who study history often wish they could have lived in the past. Those who delight in science fiction want to see the future. Many in their preoccupation with collecting things and advancing their wealth live as if they will be around forever. But such is a lie.
Then he told them a parable. “There was a rich man whose land produced a bountiful harvest. He asked himself, ‘What shall I do, for I do not have space to store my harvest?’ And he said, ‘This is what I shall do: I shall tear down my barns and build larger ones. There I shall store all my grain and other goods and I shall say to myself, “Now as for you, you have so many good things stored up for many years, rest, eat, drink, be merry!”’ But God said to him, ‘You fool, this night your life will be demanded of you; and the things you have prepared, to whom will they belong?’ Thus will it be for the one who stores up treasure for himself but is not rich in what matters to God.” (Luke 12:16-21)
As in the parable, when death comes, to whom will their piled-up bounty go?
Despite the harsh reality of death as the great equalizer, coming to the rich and poor alike, we have an intuition that dying has been interjected into the human equation. It is not the way things are supposed to be. The serpent in Genesis 2:17 urges disobedience to God, discounting the consequence of death for forbidden knowledge. This so-called knowledge is “to know sin” and such changes the agent, clipping the relationship with God and a vital connection with the one who is the source of life. Why do all men die? The answer is simple and terrible— despite our abhorrence of death, we have chosen it. Not long after the fall, one brother would kill another. Rebellion against God brings about death, indeed, more than this, it invites murder. The sin of Adam and Even was the signing of warrants against them. A bounty was placed upon their heads and those of their children. We are all murderers. This truth is fully realized in the passion and death of Christ. We all have blood on our hands. And yet, the bounty is paid not by our deaths but by the sacrifice of our Lord.
Sin and death enter the world through Adam. The new Adam or Christ brings forth grace and life.
For since death came through a human being, the resurrection of the dead came also through a human being. For just as in Adam all die, so too in Christ shall all be brought to life . . . (1 Corinthians 15: 21-22).
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