From “The Human Condition: A User’s Manual,” by Arnold Kunst
15 September
I came into this world with nothing. When death comes,
everything I’ve garnered since then will be taken away – all my worldly goods,
toys, family, talents, the lot. As Billy Graham used to say, when the hearst
takes you to the cemetery you won’t be followed by your own personal U-Haul
trailer. All I’ll take with me is the love, the peace, the encouragement, the
vibrant sense of justice, the childlike sense of wonder that I’ve given away
with God’s own prodigality. In fact, my guarantee of eternal bliss is that
they’re the only “things” that belong to that realm of the timeless and the
spaceless, a realm that is – surprise, surprise! - my natural habitat.
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