“Naked I came from my mother’s womb, and naked shall I return there.
The Lord gave, and the Lord has taken away; Blessed be the name of the Lord.”
-Book of Job, 1:21
In the last year, three good friends have died. While my loss was nowhere close to that of their families, this is a grief I have felt acutely. No longer having a conception of a life after death to fall back on, I have found I have nowhere to ‘put’ them, nowhere to locate my grief in relation to some future reconciliation and imagined apologies.
Till a couple of days ago, when responding to another friend’s grief/anger, the above verse from the book of Job came suddenly to mind. And more than I ever did when I was a ‘christian’, I understand that verse, and understand how it contains principles that are constant, whatever one’s religious beliefs or non-beliefs might be. The ‘Lord’ in the verse can easily be replaced with ‘Earth’, or ‘Gods’, or ‘Life’…anything one believes to be bigger than human existence, and controls (or doesn’t control) our birth, life and death.
Things happen. It isn’t someone’s ‘fault’. Just as we are given life (and a lot more) without us asking for it, it can be, and *is* taken away with or without our consent. That is just the nature of things. The Earth gives, and the Earth takes away.
And whatever happens…blessed be.