And it is true, especially, at the end. In one form or another as we get older, or for some who are young, death nags and nags at the good things of life and threatens to drown us in a flood of futility. Attempting to avoid death at all costs, we become entrapped in it. It seeps through the cracks in our well-laid plans and lays siege to our spirits. It takes the finest days and the finest actions and threatens them with despair.
Death is the final taunting sentence.
As sure as advertising will interrupt any decent television show, death comes unwanted into every good thing. Its only grace is that it comes to bad things as well. There are, as we have mentioned, many diversions from death. Thanksgiving can overtake us from within, and throw light on any moment. It can come unbidden in the midst of the worst tragedy, or even in the face of death itself.