I think about life and death. I think I was born, I am living, eventually I’ll die. After many years of living, listening and reading, for the first time, today, I realised that there is another perspective. With a focus an initial focus on death, almost starting with death, and then moving on to life, eternal life.
I became aware of the perspective tonight when Pádraig and I were at mass. I don’t think there was any mention of life. Not much about living. But a lot about about death, dying and life after death. Almost as if you had to die before you could live. It’s like upside down. Starting at the wrong end.
What does that mean? Why is that so?