Somber Thread: Do you ever think about your own mortality and if so what about?

[Ultimatum77]

Sometimes I find myself thinking about my own mortality, (no my salvation is secure/complete in Christ for those who may try to spin this thread that way) but just about how youth seems to fly away, we age and reach a pinnacle in life whether it's an education, a job, getting married, becoming rich, and then we sort of plateau in life so to speak....yet every second we are getting closer to death and the end of this world plane/dimension existence...with that in mind....

When you think about your own mortality what do you think about if you are comfortable sharing it please post.....
I'd love to hear other's views when they have these thoughts about mortality....

 

[crosstweed]

Sometimes I find myself thinking about my own mortality, (no my salvation is secure/complete in Christ for those who may try to spin this thread that way) but just about how youth seems to fly away, we age and reach a pinnacle in life whether it's an education, a job, getting married, becoming rich, and then we sort of plateau in life so to speak....yet every second we are getting closer to death and the end of this world plane/dimension existence...with that in mind....

When you think about your own mortality what do you think about if you are comfortable sharing it please post.....
I'd love to hear other's views when they have these thoughts about mortality....

I think about death on a daily basis, sometimes multiple times in a day. I am always intensely aware of the fact that life is fleeting.

When I think about death I think about:
- The circumstances surrounding my death.
- Whether or not I will die young/I wonder how much time I actually have left?
- Eternity and my relationship with God.
- Solomon and what an upbeat guy he was.
- How it will impact my family and friends.
- My family and friends' deaths.
- How death can be very sudden, brutal and unexpected.

Lol I remember one time my teacher said, "I know you guys are young and probably don't think about death very much..." and I'm over there thinking, "Lol you don't even know me. I've already thought about the most likely dates and causes of death of everyone in this classroom multiple times..."

 

[Ultimatum77]

I think about death on a daily basis, sometimes multiple times in a day. I am always intensely aware of the fact that life is fleeting.

When I think about death I think about:
- The circumstances surrounding my death.
- Whether or not I will die young/I wonder how much time I actually have left?
- Eternity and my relationship with God.
- Solomon and what an upbeat guy he was.
- How it will impact my family and friends.
- My family and friends' deaths.
- How death can be very sudden, brutal and unexpected.

Lol I remember one time my teacher said, "I know you guys are young and probably don't think about death very much..." and I'm over there thinking, "Lol you don't even know me. I've already thought about the most likely dates and causes of death of everyone in this classroom multiple times..."

Cool but I have to admit this part sounded scary .....almost "the shining" like there....hope you don't have an ax jk

 

[crosstweed]

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Cool but I have to admit this part sounded scary .....almost "the shining" like there....hope you don't have an ax jk

LOL I knew it would be taken that way and tried to word it as non-creepily as I could, but there's only so much you can do when you're explaining that you're thinking about people's future deaths...

I don't have an axe, but I have many, many implements of destruction that would do an equally fine job. XD
*sharpens spear...*

 

[Willie-T]

I'm 71. Of course I do.

 

[MadParrotWoman]

It's not something I dwell on, I fear more of how I will get there. I do not want to be in a state where I can no longer take care of myself.

 

[wwjd_kilden]

Honestly?

- I can't wait to be with Christ.

I know my life is, in comparison with most people, great. .... but I can't find any meaning to it anyway.

 

[Ultimatum77]

LOL I knew it would be taken that way and tried to word it as non-creepily as I could, but there's only so much you can do when you're explaining that you're thinking about people's future deaths...

I don't have an axe, but I have many, many implements of destruction that would do an equally fine job. XD
*sharpens spear...*

I have to admit that I've done the same when people come to pick up their meds, I mentally assess them and say "oh this person probably will live to 50 and then die or if they are really old like 75 they have 2-3 yrs at best if their on 10 diff meds.....so I can't judge you just thought it sounded too serial killer like to pass up the oppotunity for a cheap joke....

 

[Monnkai]

A couple of years ago I came very close to dying from heart failure. I was airlifted to a hospital in Madison Wisconsin. I had major heart surgery a few weeks later. Surprisingly I kind of look back on it fondly. The people in the hospital were nice and I spent a lot of time with my mom who stayed by my side the whole time. After the heart surgery, it was nice to have an excuse to not do work and relax. I think about death a lot. It used to scare me before I was born again and my Eternity became secure in Christ. I also have bad Hypochondria so I also think I have some sort of disease that I'm going to die from lol

 

[seoulsearch]

Honestly?

- I can't wait to be with Christ.

I know my life is, in comparison with most people, great. .... but I can't find any meaning to it anyway.

I can so relate to this.

The entire Christian church tells us, "Life with Jesus will be perfect!" and so, even from childhood, I thought, "Why even bother being born, then? Why not die as early as possible--after conception--so that we can be with Jesus?!" The entire goal of the Christian life, it seems, is to die--so that we can be with Jesus.

When I was about 13, I never thought I'd live past 19. It seemed SO far away. When I hit 19, I didn't think I'd live past 25. And when I hit 25, I finally said, "Ok God, I guess I'm stuck here for as long as you decide."

For probably the past 10 years, I've thought I wouldn't make it past 62. But, if my past history of "predictions" is any indication... Y'all may be stuck with me for a while.

I have an older relative who always told me, "Don't ever get old. It's terrible." I hear things like this all the time. And I can truthfully say, because of that, I am terrified of getting older. I'm single with no children or close younger relatives. I often wonder how I'll die. Sickness? Car crash? Unforeseen accident? In my sleep?

I used to work a job where I had weekends off. I knew, when I came home on Friday nights, that if I died that night, no one would come looking for me until about Tues. or Wed. I'd be due into work on Monday, but everyone would think it was a fluke and that I was sick, because I never called in. But by Tues. or Wed., someone might actually start to think, "Hmm, I wonder if something happened to her?"

My biggest fear is someday becoming a burden to family, or even society. I've gotten kind of used to the idea of dying alone--that I could handle--but it's the thought that my death might be relieving a burden to someone else that makes me a little sad... But I realize it's entirely possible.

 

[wwjd_kilden]

I can so relate to this.

The entire Christian church tells us, "Life with Jesus will be perfect!" and so, even from childhood, I thought, "Why even bother being born, then? Why not die as early as possible--after conception--so that we can be with Jesus?!" The entire goal of the Christian life, it seems, is to die--so that we can be with Jesus.

When I was about 13, I never thought I'd live past 19. It seemed SO far away. When I hit 19, I didn't think I'd live past 25. And when I hit 25, I finally said, "Ok God, I guess I'm stuck here for as long as you decide."

For probably the past 10 years, I've thought I wouldn't make it past 62. But, if my past history of "predictions" is any indication... Y'all may be stuck with me for a while.

I have an older relative who always told me, "Don't ever get old. It's terrible." I hear things like this all the time. And I can truthfully say, because of that, I am terrified of getting older. I'm single with no children or close younger relatives. I often wonder how I'll die. Sickness? Car crash? Unforeseen accident? In my sleep?

I used to work a job where I had weekends off. I knew, when I came home on Friday nights, that if I died that night, no one would come looking for me until about Tues. or Wed. I'd be due into work on Monday, but everyone would think it was a fluke and that I was sick, because I never called in. But by Tues. or Wed., someone might actually start to think, "Hmm, I wonder if something happened to her?"

My biggest fear is someday becoming a burden to family, or even society. I've gotten kind of used to the idea of dying alone--that I could handle--but it's the thought that my death might be relieving a burden to someone else that makes me a little sad... But I realize it's entirely possible.

Yes, exactly. Especially the last bit.

I keep joking that if/ when I get old I will buy a shotgun and sit with it in my kitchen window and yell at anyone trying to take me to a retirement home

 

[seoulsearch]

Yes, exactly. Especially the last bit.

I keep joking that if/ when I get old I will buy a shotgun and sit with it in my kitchen window and yell at anyone trying to take me to a retirement home

I have a good friend whom I've known since kindergarten.

We've often joked about how someday we'll move to a place called "Shady Pines", and argue about who gets a better room and more attention from the male nurses.

Except that... the years are passing by.

And sometimes, it doesn't seem like so much of a joke anymore, but rather, a preparation for the future (she is NOT going to get the room with a better view, dang it all!! )

 

[crosstweed]

I have to admit that I've done the same when people come to pick up their meds, I mentally assess them and say "oh this person probably will live to 50 and then die or if they are really old like 75 they have 2-3 yrs at best if their on 10 diff meds.....so I can't judge you just thought it sounded too serial killer like to pass up the oppotunity for a cheap joke....

I don't blame you... even I joke about me being a serial killer sometimes. ^u^

I can so relate to this.

The entire Christian church tells us, "Life with Jesus will be perfect!" and so, even from childhood, I thought, "Why even bother being born, then? Why not die as early as possible--after conception--so that we can be with Jesus?!" The entire goal of the Christian life, it seems, is to die--so that we can be with Jesus.

When I was about 13, I never thought I'd live past 19. It seemed SO far away. When I hit 19, I didn't think I'd live past 25. And when I hit 25, I finally said, "Ok God, I guess I'm stuck here for as long as you decide."

For probably the past 10 years, I've thought I wouldn't make it past 62. But, if my past history of "predictions" is any indication... Y'all may be stuck with me for a while.

I have an older relative who always told me, "Don't ever get old. It's terrible." I hear things like this all the time. And I can truthfully say, because of that, I am terrified of getting older. I'm single with no children or close younger relatives. I often wonder how I'll die. Sickness? Car crash? Unforeseen accident? In my sleep?

I used to work a job where I had weekends off. I knew, when I came home on Friday nights, that if I died that night, no one would come looking for me until about Tues. or Wed. I'd be due into work on Monday, but everyone would think it was a fluke and that I was sick, because I never called in. But by Tues. or Wed., someone might actually start to think, "Hmm, I wonder if something happened to her?"

My biggest fear is someday becoming a burden to family, or even society. I've gotten kind of used to the idea of dying alone--that I could handle--but it's the thought that my death might be relieving a burden to someone else that makes me a little sad... But I realize it's entirely possible.

I relate to this. "Oh, I'd give myself another 2 years, tops," with no actual basis for it LOL

I've been giving myself another 2 years tops for many, many years. I think most of my life-plans have this subconscious 2-year clause attached to them xD

 

[seoulsearch]

I don't blame you... even I joke about me being a serial killer sometimes. ^u^

I relate to this. "Oh, I'd give myself another 2 years, tops," with no actual basis for it LOL

I've been giving myself another 2 years tops for many, many years. I think most of my life-plans have this subconscious 2-year clause attached to them xD

Aww...

Now you have a fiance who absolutely adores you, CT.

I pray that your "2-year clause" will now be stretched out to many, many decades. <3

 

[Fenner]

I do think about it. Will I go before my Husband, or will he die before me? Have I prepared my kid's enough about death to understand if I die when they're young that they'll be ok? I don't want to leave my kid's while they're young. I don't either one of them to die before me either.

I want to be cremated and I don't want my family to have a long drawn out funeral, just one day. That's up to them but I don't want them dwelling on my death forever. I don't want a headstone because then my kid's might feel obligated to visit this stone with my name on it and they don't need to do that. I've said that they can plant a tree and put my ashes near it or use me as fertilizer, I don't care I'll be dead.

 

[seoulsearch]

I've often wondered how much of the teaching "Things will be so much better in heaven!" contributes to depression and/or suicidal thoughts.

Yes, I realize that Paul said that "To live is Christ, and to die is gain," (Philippians 1:21), but am I the only one who thinks this teaching has somehow become terribly unbalanced in the church?

I mean, DYING is the "Christian answer" to everything:

* "Don't be sad about your lost loved one--you'll see him/her again (WHEN YOU DIE) and go to heaven."

* "Don't worry about the pain you feel today, because (WHEN YOU DIE) you'll be with Jesus!!"

* "Don't be anxious about that bill that's due tomorrow or the worries of this life! Someday (WHEN YOU DIE) you'll be in heaven with Jesus!!"

Well then sheesh...

What's to stop any of us from thinking constantly, "I WOULD RATHER DIE AND BE WITH JESUS!!"

And by the time I was 9 years old, I just shortened that thought to, "I WOULD RATHER DIE."

All my life I was plagued by severe depression/thoughts of death/suicide, and I can't help but suspect that this basic, but over-emphasized Biblical teaching, was a major contributing factor.

 

[crosstweed]

Aww...

Now you have a fiance who absolutely adores you, CT.

I pray that your "2-year clause" will now be stretched out to many, many decades. <3

^u^Yes! I'm rather looking forward to that...

Fortunately, he thinks my morbid thought process and dark sense of humor is adorable. xD

 

[seoulsearch]

I've said that they can plant a tree and put my ashes near it or use me as fertilizer, I don't care I'll be dead.

I always tell my parents that if I go before them, they can just turn me into a compost heap.

At least I'd be put to good use.

 

[crosstweed]

I talked about donating my corpse to the FBI's body farm, but my mom objected... xD

 

[tourist]

I am getting higher in numbers so I do ponder my own mortality.

Several years ago I had to watch my late wife die. She was in declining health for years and spent the last 3 years of her life in a nursing home. She was not afraid to die as she trusted in the shed blood of Jesus for her sins and was a very spiritual and humble servant of the Lord.

Going to work one day I had a sense that she was going to die that day. It was on a Friday in February in Maine. I asked God to not let her die during my shift as that was probably going to be my last day with that company and I wanted to focus on my work and complete my shift. Soon as my shift was over somebody told me that my brother-in-law was in the hallway and that there was a family emergency of some sort. I told her that I already knew what the emergency was.

She died from a pulmonary embolism. She was on a respirator when I went to see her, her eyes were open but she could not see. Doctor said that she might be able to hear me. Said she was terminal and it was just a matter of time. I gently brushed the hair out of her eyes, told her I love her and that it was OK for her to leave me as we would see each other again in a better place.

I made the decision to take her off the respirator and she died within a minute. I went outside in the gloom of night and cried my eyes out.

She was 59 when she died. My age. I trust in the shed blood of Jesus dying for my sins too. I think about my mortality but it doesn't consume me. I just want to do the best that I can with the time that I have left. I'm not afraid to die because I know where I am going.

I don't take being alive each day for granted as one day my life will end. I'm all set with dying. One day. Perhaps today.