Fear

One of the questions raised during the homily was the question about man’s greatest fear. Initially, one may think of death. To die is to cease to live. One would not care much is one is already dead. Death, per se, becomes a non-fear, or at least not the most dreadful of fears.

The thought of dying, however, is more real. It is both a threat and a fear. It is a threat because nobody knows when or how. It would just come to take what it has to take. It causes fear because of the very uncertainty of the means of dying. Death is certain, but means is not.

Mourning is a custom. Families of the one who died are expected to mourn or weep. The passing of a loved one is indeed a tragedy. But is weeping real? Are the tears representative of sadness? We mourn not because we lost someone. We mourn because we think of ourselves: how is one to live without the other, how will the family survive, etc. Then death is not a cause of fear, but there is a different fear that exist in our own hearts: fear for ourselves and the endangerment of our welfare.

I fear that someday, being alone no longer becomes a choice but is forced to you. I fear that someday, I will be around and no one would care. I fear that someday, my family and friends are gone and they have elected to leave.

A poem once said, ‘The art of losing isn’t hard to master’. Life is short. Death is certain. There is no one exempted from dying. Steps should be taken to overcome human fear, if not stand strong against it.

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