Showing posts with label pride. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pride. Show all posts

Monday, January 24, 2011

Obituaries....

Over the years, I have developed the habit of reading the daily obituaries in the newspaper.  I realize that this may seem like a strange habit---even ghoulish to some--- but obituaries provide very interesting insight into how we human beings think in death.

Seldom do I run across anyone I actually have known.  Mostly, the people whose lives are laid out in the death notices are local folks who have passed away in one fashion or another.  They are of all ages, colors and faiths.  They died of old age related issues, highway accidents, heart attacks, murders, suicides, war, and a multitude of illnesses.  Death may come with a crawl or a pounce, as the poet wrote.

I bring this subject up today because a few friends and I were talking about what our individual obituaries would be like.  We all wrote up what we thought would be a good, descriptive obit for ourselves.  I wrote one for myself that briefly described my life, my passions, and the fact that I am a Christian.  Then I listed my survivors. 

A couple of guys in the group listed all their accomplishments in business and awards and honors they have received.  A couple of others went into extensive detail about where they had lived, breaking their lives down into almost yearly minutiae.

But one member of our group had an obit that read thusly":

"Joe Gordon Died today.  He was a devout Christian."

I asked him why he was so brief.  He explained that, as a Christian, nothing else was important.  His achievements, awards, and distinctions of this life were unimportant---he couldn't take them with him where he was going---and God is not interested in anything of this world.

I thought about that for a long time.  He is right, of course.

But the fact is that obituaries provide a glimpse of what we humans think is important regarding our lives.  Usually, the obit is written by someone other than the deceased.  Very often, the obit is lengthy and full of praise for the deceased because of a guilt factor on the part of the writer.

Occasionally, the deceased him/herself will write the obit before death, so that it will properly reflect his/her view of self.  This is a pride factor.  So you see we have both pride and guilt at work during the grieving process.

Sometimes, humor is injected into the obit.  This can be interesting, in that humor and death do not exactly go together.

Many obits list the survivors.  It can be interesting to note the "pecking order" of those listed.

Suicides are particularly interesting.  It often involves language that seeks to circumvent the cause of death.  Something like "Fred Jones died suddenly", or "Molly Smith passed away at home".  Discerning the cause of death is left to the reader's ability to read between the lines.

A particularly favorite expression in today's obits is "...after a courageous battle with __________."

What are your thoughts regarding obituaries?  How would your obituary read?

Monday, January 3, 2011

A Prophet Without Honor...

Have you noticed how it so often happens that the people who are closest to us---family members, friends, neighbors---are the very ones who seem to appreciate us the least?

A classic example of this is the person who takes his/her spouse for granted---seldom giving the praise and positive feedback that is necessary for marital growth.

Another example is a person who does not recognize the accomplishment of a friend because of jealousy or pride.

There are many more examples.  But, I have noticed that strangers are much more likely to praise me for an accomplishment than my friend or neighbor or even a family member (I am not talking about my wife here, but many marriages I know of do suffer from this).

I find this curious in the extreme.  One would certainly think that friends and neighbors and family would rush to praise someone close to them before a perfect stranger would do so. 

But, Jesus was aware of this phenomenon when he was rejected by the people in His own home town.  He said in Matthew 13:57, A prophet is honored everywhere except in his own hometown and among his own family.

What are your thoughts on this subject?  Can you think of close friends or family who take you for granted?  Is there a good explanation for this?  Comments, please.