Some news I received yesterday made begin to ask, “why don’t we take care of our old people in these parts, especially our poor old people? Instead of helping them we abandon them, praying for them to die. “He/she is a burden now”, “they are too old and sickly”, we say most of the time. When they fall sick, we never always have money to give them the best treatment we can afford that they deserve.
Every day in the news, what you read, hear or watch is the talk about hunger, poverty and death. The world is seeking for ways to feed people and we forget that there are more people in this world who are hungry for kindness, sympathy, friendship and love than they hunger for food. If we showed people genuine love and care, maybe they won’t be hungry in the first place.
Sometime ago I attended a funeral, and like most of the funerals all over the world, people sent in their tributes and all they had to say about the dead were very glowing and positive things and nothing negative. As I stood there listening and watching, I began to wonder, why is it that death makes us suddenly remember about the hundreds of good virtues in a man/woman who we neglected and considered faulty and not relevant while they were alive?
During their death we speak as though the dead person was an angel living with us all the while but we only discovered. Folks it is good to speak of the dead, to spend money for their funerals and remember their strengths, and forget their weaknesses.
It is good to honour their memory with the expressions of love, justice and the sorrow that may fill our hearts. But it is the living, only the living that needs it most – those people who are struggling in life, who still bravely seek a better existence, who dream of rising against the sicknesses, poverty and other setbacks – they need our help, our friendship, our love, all that we can offer. “Better is the smallest flower placed in our warm, living hands than mountains of roses banked round our casket.”
Live your greatest life!