Our Steve, and the problem of death.
How do we come to terms with the death of our nearest and dearest? We cannot ( Unless we all too readily accept the oft-times facile and simplistic "religious reasonings" about eternal life). How do we come to terms with grief? That's impossible. (We must welcome grief, and allow it to become a part of who we are). In the meantime we must allow ourselves to be grief-stricken, to be angry, and to feel a sense of despair, helplessness and hopelessness when our nearest and dearest die. My dear brother Steve died at the age of 63. That's shitty. Of course, the death of a younger brother should be shitty. It's much too soon for me to be consoled. I, with my other siblings, together with Steve's wife,children and grand-children are angry, sad and despairing. The hope of eternal life in God;s presence is all very well, but we'd prefer to have Steve with us here and now. ------------------------------...