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A Dying Legacy. . . .
Henry Van Dyke wrote this very accurate statement: "Remember that what you possess in this world will be found at the day of your death and belong to someone else; what you are will be yours forever."
I have been thinking a lot about dying (a very difficult topic). I think it started when I was horse-back riding with my brother and we were in a very desolate area deep in the backwoods. We hadn't seen signs of civilization for a long time, then suddenly we happened upon an old shack of a house -- a really old one, too.
We decided to let the horses rest and to look inside the shack. Not much of interest there, but in back of the shack we discovered a lonely 'marker' of a grave. It was wooden and not anywhere close to being called a 'tombstone', but it was 'engraved' with scratchy words that had been whittled into the wood.
It was a name: Katherine Rose
Born November 18, 1912
Died December 24, 1928
Mother of Kaitlin Rose
I don't know why the death of this sixteen year old girl/woman/mother bothered me so much. Maybe because she was SO young and had died on Christmas Eve. Maybe because when I was her age, my life was SO different than hers.
I guess she died in childbirth. I wondered if she was alone in that shack when she went into labor, if a doctor ever came or a neighbor. And I wondered if she had been passionately in love with the father of her baby, and if he had been loving and kind to her.
And I wondered about that baby. I assume she lived, maybe even still living.
Thinking about the words of Henry Van Dyke, I guess all Katherine Rose left for the world to remember her by, was that old shack and a baby girl named Kaitlin Rose.
So, I've been thinking about death and legacies. What will I be remembered by when I am no longer on this Earth? And where will I go when I take my last breath?
Is there an Afterlife?
"Remember that what you possess in this world will be found at the day of your death and belong to someone else; what you are will be yours forever."
All that you own will someday be given to another, but your character--what you are--will that determine your future destiny?
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What a beautiful post Duke!
I think of those things often. After losing so many family members and friends in the last ten years, the thoughts of death hardly ever leave my mind. Young and old -- death does not discriminate.
I had a similar experience over the weekend. My husband and I decided that we must check on my sisters place, it had been a while and was surely overgrown. My husband was content mowing around on an old beat up mower, going back and forth in a TN hollow. Rocking over moles hills and rolling terrain. It was a beautiful day and I had nothing to do, so I decided to walk. An old cemetery in the meadow seemed just the perfect place to be, completely surrounded by a fence with a large maple tree smack dab in the middle. There may have been twenty graves marked and the ones unmarked is anyone's guess.
Graves from before the time of the civil war, graves from the time of the depression, graves from the seventies when folks started to move away from the old home places to find work. So many died and were born in the month of March it seemed. Springtime. Couples dying within a year of each other, tiny graves of children, simple homemade headstones and fancy ornate store bought ones. One of the most precious and inspiring tombstones I have ever seen was a homemade concrete stone with marbles pressed in to spell out the name of a child.
I went inside and closed the gate, found a spot under the tree and sit quietly for several hours. From that spot I could see all around and could hear wild turkeys just beyond the hill. Horses stood in pastures, goats climbed on tree stumps and declared themselves king, roosters crowing in tiny cages and dogs -- always happy, friendly dogs scampering, running and sniffing the ground. Over one hundred years had passed and the tiny valley I was in had hardly changed at all.
You leave all your worldly possessions when you die, that is no secret.
How many homes have I went through and sorted through the remains of the dearly departed ... too many to think about.
Little treasures left behind, secrets hidden in drawers and pockets, dirty dishes from a last meal, clothes in the hamper.
Stashes of drugs, forbidden candy, love letters tucked away ... think of your home even now and consider what is put away out of sight, out of mind. One thing I share with all that will listen ... always keep your underwear drawer neat and tidy ... someone will have to go through that drawer one day and it may not be someone that you hoped.
I have loved and embraced the statement that what you give away from your heart is what will remain. And even that has only a short life on this earth in the whole scheme of things. I am the keeper of the family treasures and the question never leaves my mind concerning the special person that should take my place when I see the end is near. Which relative will carefully care for the things that were precious through the generations -- the pictures and trinkets from long ago? Will they keep these treasures or will they sell them for a quick buck, leave them behind, forget the past? Who knows?
The things you leave behind that mean the most, imo, are the memories.
In my mind, I can still see my sister laughing, the funny faces she made, the way she spoke and saw things. Her face the last time I saw her.
My Grandmother left me her wisdom about life, her faith and her quirky sense of humor. She shared the family stories so they would not be forgotten.
My Dad would be a book. He taught me how to run a business, how hard it was to grow up in his time, how to enjoy the moments as they passed.
My best friend left me her heart. Her gentle way of loving others and how hard she tried to be happy.
You leave much more than you will ever realize. You may not see that until you have lost many of the ones you love. The days of uncontrollable laughter over something silly, the day someone held your hand and let you cry, it is like choppy parts of a long movie -- little looks, sharing secrets, promises -- all rolled around in your head and heart.
Your future destiny is a matter of opinion. Most know that I believe in an afterlife and with that I have hope of seeing my loved ones again. For others --- I have no clue. Simply asleep -- total darkness -- as if you never were. I think life continues on. Others do not see that and that is OK with me. It gives me hope and without hope I would perish. Simple as that. All of your heartfelt actions will not be remembered, some are never noticed at all it seems, however many will be and they will be cherished by those you loved.
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Great post my sister - your words always touch me.
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Re: A Dying Legacy. . . .
| duke wrote: | Henry Van Dyke wrote this very accurate statement: "Remember that what you possess in this world will be found at the day of your death and belong to someone else; what you are will be yours forever."
I have been thinking a lot about dying (a very difficult topic). I think it started when I was horse-back riding with my brother and we were in a very desolate area deep in the backwoods. We hadn't seen signs of civilization for a long time, then suddenly we happened upon an old shack of a house -- a really old one, too.
We decided to let the horses rest and to look inside the shack. Not much of interest there, but in back of the shack we discovered a lonely 'marker' of a grave. It was wooden and not anywhere close to being called a 'tombstone', but it was 'engraved' with scratchy words that had been whittled into the wood.
It was a name: Katherine Rose
Born November 18, 1912
Died December 24, 1928
Mother of Kaitlin Rose
I don't know why the death of this sixteen year old girl/woman/mother bothered me so much. Maybe because she was SO young and had died on Christmas Eve. Maybe because when I was her age, my life was SO different than hers.
I guess she died in childbirth. I wondered if she was alone in that shack when she went into labor, if a doctor ever came or a neighbor. And I wondered if she had been passionately in love with the father of her baby, and if he had been loving and kind to her.
And I wondered about that baby. I assume she lived, maybe even still living.
Thinking about the words of Henry Van Dyke, I guess all Katherine Rose left for the world to remember her by, was that old shack and a baby girl named Kaitlin Rose.
So, I've been thinking about death and legacies. What will I be remembered by when I am no longer on this Earth? And where will I go when I take my last breath?
Is there an Afterlife?
"Remember that what you possess in this world will be found at the day of your death and belong to someone else; what you are will be yours forever."
All that you own will someday be given to another, but your character--what you are--will that determine your future destiny? |
Hi Duke,
I responded to my big sister-In-Christ above (Bamuda) but just now acutally read your very thought-provoking post. You are not alone, many good hearted and kind people think the very same things you thought of when you saw that loney grave site. I can only talk from my own very personal experience - I have done many things in my life, some thrilling, exciting, death defying and also very stupid - but the bottom line is that the life I led ALWAYS left me empty; possessions did not filll it, adventures did not fill it, family, titles, career, partying, material possessions, nothing, and I asked myself "what is this life all about, what will my life mean when I am returned to the dust from which I came"?
I only found the true meaning of life and true peace and joy when I realized I needed to get right with God, ask Him to come into my life and radically change it. This is no fairy tale and giving your life to God and having purpose is no dull existence, take it from an ex-party animal. Jesus Christ will rock your world and you will be smack dab in the middle of knowing you are living your life as it was intended to be lived.
I have written many issues relative to our relationship with God over in the Religion thread, go check it out. Remember, I am not preaching, just sharing how this fool got saved and has found the only truth and only real peace and joy you will ever know.
Katherine Rose may have died at 16, but if she had Christ in her life, she IS living among the fortunate who realized this life we live here is merely a passing whisper in time - our true calling is to abide eternally with God in Heaven. A simpler truth has never been known, but sadly, many will choose to continue to ignore it. Never doubt the existence of an after-life, the one we were really created to know. He who came from Heaven as a light into a desolate world, walked among us and died, defeated death, all for us to go from where He came and to where He returned.
Peace and Blessings to you.
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| bamuda wrote: | What a beautiful post Duke!
I think of those things often. After losing so many family members and friends in the last ten years, the thoughts of death hardly ever leave my mind. Young and old -- death does not discriminate.
I had a similar experience over the weekend. My husband and I decided that we must check on my sisters place, it had been a while and was surely overgrown. My husband was content mowing around on an old beat up mower, going back and forth in a TN hollow. Rocking over moles hills and rolling terrain. It was a beautiful day and I had nothing to do, so I decided to walk. An old cemetery in the meadow seemed just the perfect place to be, completely surrounded by a fence with a large maple tree smack dab in the middle. There may have been twenty graves marked and the ones unmarked is anyone's guess.
Graves from before the time of the civil war, graves from the time of the depression, graves from the seventies when folks started to move away from the old home places to find work. So many died and were born in the month of March it seemed. Springtime. Couples dying within a year of each other, tiny graves of children, simple homemade headstones and fancy ornate store bought ones. One of the most precious and inspiring tombstones I have ever seen was a homemade concrete stone with marbles pressed in to spell out the name of a child.
I went inside and closed the gate, found a spot under the tree and sit quietly for several hours. From that spot I could see all around and could hear wild turkeys just beyond the hill. Horses stood in pastures, goats climbed on tree stumps and declared themselves king, roosters crowing in tiny cages and dogs -- always happy, friendly dogs scampering, running and sniffing the ground. Over one hundred years had passed and the tiny valley I was in had hardly changed at all.
You leave all your worldly possessions when you die, that is no secret.
How many homes have I went through and sorted through the remains of the dearly departed ... too many to think about.
Little treasures left behind, secrets hidden in drawers and pockets, dirty dishes from a last meal, clothes in the hamper.
Stashes of drugs, forbidden candy, love letters tucked away ... think of your home even now and consider what is put away out of sight, out of mind. One thing I share with all that will listen ... always keep your underwear drawer neat and tidy ... someone will have to go through that drawer one day and it may not be someone that you hoped.
I have loved and embraced the statement that what you give away from your heart is what will remain. And even that has only a short life on this earth in the whole scheme of things. I am the keeper of the family treasures and the question never leaves my mind concerning the special person that should take my place when I see the end is near. Which relative will carefully care for the things that were precious through the generations -- the pictures and trinkets from long ago? Will they keep these treasures or will they sell them for a quick buck, leave them behind, forget the past? Who knows?
The things you leave behind that mean the most, imo, are the memories.
In my mind, I can still see my sister laughing, the funny faces she made, the way she spoke and saw things. Her face the last time I saw her.
My Grandmother left me her wisdom about life, her faith and her quirky sense of humor. She shared the family stories so they would not be forgotten.
My Dad would be a book. He taught me how to run a business, how hard it was to grow up in his time, how to enjoy the moments as they passed.
My best friend left me her heart. Her gentle way of loving others and how hard she tried to be happy.
You leave much more than you will ever realize. You may not see that until you have lost many of the ones you love. The days of uncontrollable laughter over something silly, the day someone held your hand and let you cry, it is like choppy parts of a long movie -- little looks, sharing secrets, promises -- all rolled around in your head and heart.
Your future destiny is a matter of opinion. Most know that I believe in an afterlife and with that I have hope of seeing my loved ones again. For others --- I have no clue. Simply asleep -- total darkness -- as if you never were. I think life continues on. Others do not see that and that is OK with me. It gives me hope and without hope I would perish. Simple as that. All of your heartfelt actions will not be remembered, some are never noticed at all it seems, however many will be and they will be cherished by those you loved. |
Bamuda, you are one of my very favorite posters!!!
Your posts ALWAYS touch my heart in some way. I don't post much, but I do read a lot. I have read your posts for a long time. I already knew how you felt about God and religion and the Afterlife, and actually I wondered what you would have to say about my questioning Life and Death.
Thank you for responding, Dear Bamuda. Today is my birthday and I've just arrived back after a two-week trip and it has been a Real Treat to find your heart-warming response to me, especially today. 
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Happy Birthday Duke!
May your day and year be blessed with happiness and peace.
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Re: A Dying Legacy. . . .
| Ineed2know wrote: | | duke wrote: | Henry Van Dyke wrote this very accurate statement: "Remember that what you possess in this world will be found at the day of your death and belong to someone else; what you are will be yours forever."
I have been thinking a lot about dying (a very difficult topic). I think it started when I was horse-back riding with my brother and we were in a very desolate area deep in the backwoods. We hadn't seen signs of civilization for a long time, then suddenly we happened upon an old shack of a house -- a really old one, too.
We decided to let the horses rest and to look inside the shack. Not much of interest there, but in back of the shack we discovered a lonely 'marker' of a grave. It was wooden and not anywhere close to being called a 'tombstone', but it was 'engraved' with scratchy words that had been whittled into the wood.
It was a name: Katherine Rose
Born November 18, 1912
Died December 24, 1928
Mother of Kaitlin Rose
I don't know why the death of this sixteen year old girl/woman/mother bothered me so much. Maybe because she was SO young and had died on Christmas Eve. Maybe because when I was her age, my life was SO different than hers.
I guess she died in childbirth. I wondered if she was alone in that shack when she went into labor, if a doctor ever came or a neighbor. And I wondered if she had been passionately in love with the father of her baby, and if he had been loving and kind to her.
And I wondered about that baby. I assume she lived, maybe even still living.
Thinking about the words of Henry Van Dyke, I guess all Katherine Rose left for the world to remember her by, was that old shack and a baby girl named Kaitlin Rose.
So, I've been thinking about death and legacies. What will I be remembered by when I am no longer on this Earth? And where will I go when I take my last breath?
Is there an Afterlife?
"Remember that what you possess in this world will be found at the day of your death and belong to someone else; what you are will be yours forever."
All that you own will someday be given to another, but your character--what you are--will that determine your future destiny? |
Hi Duke,
I responded to my big sister-In-Christ above (Bamuda) but just now acutally read your very thought-provoking post. You are not alone, many good hearted and kind people think the very same things you thought of when you saw that loney grave site. I can only talk from my own very personal experience - I have done many things in my life, some thrilling, exciting, death defying and also very stupid - but the bottom line is that the life I led ALWAYS left me empty; possessions did not filll it, adventures did not fill it, family, titles, career, partying, material possessions, nothing, and I asked myself "what is this life all about, what will my life mean when I am returned to the dust from which I came"?
I only found the true meaning of life and true peace and joy when I realized I needed to get right with God, ask Him to come into my life and radically change it. This is no fairy tale and giving your life to God and having purpose is no dull existence, take it from an ex-party animal. Jesus Christ will rock your world and you will be smack dab in the middle of knowing you are living your life as it was intended to be lived.
I have written many issues relative to our relationship with God over in the Religion thread, go check it out. Remember, I am not preaching, just sharing how this fool got saved and has found the only truth and only real peace and joy you will ever know.
Katherine Rose may have died at 16, but if she had Christ in her life, she IS living among the fortunate who realized this life we live here is merely a passing whisper in time - our true calling is to abide eternally with God in Heaven. A simpler truth has never been known, but sadly, many will choose to continue to ignore it. Never doubt the existence of an after-life, the one we were really created to know. He who came from Heaven as a light into a desolate world, walked among us and died, defeated death, all for us to go from where He came and to where He returned.
Peace and Blessings to you. |
INeedtoKnow: Thank you for your awesome post!
I am very surprised and happy to find that you responsded to this subject. It is a difficult one.
I read your posts quite a lot at Freedom of Blog, and I've always admired your tact and fairness.
I have already read your other posts in the Religion Thread, and I did enjoy those, too.
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First happy bday duke...
coming here and reading this..this morning...was wonderful...i also feel when we leave here we will be going to our home...the one lord has for us...and it will be far greater then this world we life in today...my faith is very stronge and yes iam a true beleiver....i feel all the i own here on this earth is nothing compare to what i will recieve in heaven...i feel my treasure will be so worth all of this....i feel bleesed everyday...even when iam down.. i know my prayers will be answer maybe not today but when god is ready....i have taught my children to love the lord and to know he is there always for us...with out god in my life for me this would be a sad world...i hope when i do go to the lord that the memoeries i leave behind are of love joy peace and happiness...i try to be kind always...even to those that do not want the kindness offer to them....i love all...any color shape or form..we are all gods children and that is what he wants from us...i thank you for posting this thread....it was such a refreshment to me...
Bamada my dear friend you also are a insperation to me...always...
god bless all of you...and may you have a peaceful day...always remember god hears are prayers...
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Thanks Duke - I encourage you to post some more. If that av is really you, you are a lovely lady - lovely, caring and compassionate are three very good charactersitics to have.
Rock on Dudette! 
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| Ineed2know wrote: | Thanks Duke - I encourage you to post some more. If that av is really you, you are a lovely lady - lovely, caring and compassionate are three very good charactersitics to have.
Rock on Dudette! |
Ineed2Know: Thank you SO much.
And if that av is really you, you are a HOT guy -- handsome, caring and compassionate are three very good (and very rare) characteristics for a guy to have.
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| blynn wrote: | First happy bday duke...
coming here and reading this..this morning...was wonderful...i also feel when we leave here we will be going to our home...the one lord has for us...and it will be far greater then this world we life in today...my faith is very stronge and yes iam a true beleiver....i feel all the i own here on this earth is nothing compare to what i will recieve in heaven...i feel my treasure will be so worth all of this....i feel bleesed everyday...even when iam down.. i know my prayers will be answer maybe not today but when god is ready....i have taught my children to love the lord and to know he is there always for us...with out god in my life for me this would be a sad world...i hope when i do go to the lord that the memoeries i leave behind are of love joy peace and happiness...i try to be kind always...even to those that do not want the kindness offer to them....i love all...any color shape or form..we are all gods children and that is what he wants from us...i thank you for posting this thread....it was such a refreshment to me...
Bamada my dear friend you also are a insperation to me...always...
god bless all of you...and may you have a peaceful day...always remember god hears are prayers... |
Blynn: Thank you for the birthday greetings, and I really enjoyed your post.
I'm glad you posted on this Thread, and I hope to read more of your posts.
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| duke wrote: | | Ineed2know wrote: | Thanks Duke - I encourage you to post some more. If that av is really you, you are a lovely lady - lovely, caring and compassionate are three very good charactersitics to have.
Rock on Dudette! |
Ineed2Know: Thank you SO much.
And if that av is really you, you are a HOT guy -- handsome, caring and compassionate are three very good (and very rare) characteristics for a guy to have.
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Why thank you  haha, I don't really blush. I know it is rare for guys to be caring and compassionate but men who REALLY love Jesus are exactly that. I am a completely different person since God reached down from heaven, slapped me upside the head, and did a radical change in me and in my life. I am NOT what I used to be and thank God for that. My priorities now are God, being a loving husband and the best father I can possibly be to my two girls.
Seek God, give it up to Him, and He will do wonders in your life; take if from a forgiven and grateful ex-fool who only wanted to do things MY way and all I really did was keep crashing in to walls and have no peace or real joy.
God bless you Duke Darling
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I enjoy reading your posts, INeed2Know. And I admire you for your courage to state it so openly.
My Grandpa lived his life as a man who was close to God, too.
He gave so much money to church and charities that the IRS investigated him. To their surprise, they found he had not claimed all that he could have, rather than claiming he had given more than he had.
He wore out the tires on all of his cars giving people rides to church, to their doctor appointments, visiting the hospitals and nursing homes and shut-ins.
He always had a kind word and a generous pocket book for everyone who needed help.
He needed heart surgery when he was 86 years old, and he came through it with 'flying colors'. I remember first going in to visit him after the surgery, though, and he had that awful Ventilator/Respirator over his face and I cried and cried. During his time in Intensive Care, he kept telling his family he was waiting for a message. When we could finally question him about it, (we thought he wanted to hear something from his Doctors), he told us he was waiting on a message from God. 
After a week in Intensive Care, the hospital sent his family back home, telling us Grandpa was 'out of the woods'.
Within 12 hours of the last of the family leaving, Grandpa died in his sleep. We were stunned!!! 
The last nurse who got Grandpa ready for bed that last night of his life, told the family that Grandpa felt good and was very talkative and happy. (She had thought he might be sad since his family had just left). She said he seemed alert and lucid, except for one remark which she didn't understand.
She said she asked him why he was so happy, and he said because 'he was going fishing the next day.' (Grandpa LOVED to fish more than anything else on earth). She said she laughed with him and told him he better recuperate some more before he thought about fishing.
Those were Grandpa's last words on earth. The hospital said they found him on the floor (which was shocking to us, as Grandpa was still so fragile he needed help to get up and was still using the bedpan). He was lying on the floor next to his bed.
I like to think this: Grandpa finally got his message from God, and fishing was in the deal somehow.
Maybe I'm a dreamer to think that, but I like to think that SomeOne came to Grandpa's room after the nurse left, and Grandpa got out of bed to follow Him, just like Grandpa followed Him here on earth.
I hope I'm right.
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What a lucky woman you were to have such a man to look up to in your life. Duke, take it from me, our hope and knowledge is that we KNOW, just like your grandpa KNEW, that where we are going is a much better place than where we have been. What a touching story that brought tears to my eyes, but not tears of sadness, only of more confirmation that our faith and our knowledge of the only real thruth is OH SO REAL. My sincere prayer for you is to experience that knowledge, peace and blessed hope for yourself.
I do not know what your relationship with God is like, but the only thing I can tell you is that your life will never be the same and your purpose will be revealed if you do accept that Christ is Lord and that through Him, who came here not to judge, but to save and to be our savior and redeemer, you will live a life full of peace and joy. It is not about church membership, traditions or doctrines, but about a true and loving relationship with Jesus who knows you and loves you better and more than you know yourself.
When you do this with a repentent heart and a humble soul, your life and your thoughts will change because the power of the Living God will be in you for all eternity.
Your grandpa was the true essence of what being a man of God is all about. I am sure he is up in heaven looking down at you hoping that this message I am sending you will touch your heart and you will one day join him in paradise where the fishing is great and the fish are not contaminated.
God Bless you - PM me whenever you want for whatever you want.
Rock on Duke Darling!
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