Man that is born of a woman is of few days, and full of trouble. He cometh forth like a flower, and is cut down: he fleeth also as a shadow, and continueth not. Yeah, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me. In the sweat of thy face shalt thou eat bread, till thou return unto the ground; for out of it wast thou taken: for dust thou art, and unto the dust shalt thou return. Whatsoever thy hand findeth to do, do it with thy might, for there is no work, nor device, nor knowledge, nor wisdom, in the grave whither thou goest. So man lieth down, and riseth not, till the heavens be no more, they shall not awake, nor be raised out of their sleep. For all flesh is as grass, and all the glory of man as the flower of grass. The grass withereth, and the flower thereof falleth away. For in death, there is no remembrance of thee; in the grave who shall give thee thanks?, What man is he that liveth and shall not see death? shall he deliver his soul from the hand of the grave?
And these are all passages and verses from the Layman's Bible Encyclopedia on the topic of death that I find around me. And sometimes it seems as if the world is spinning out of control and that Poodwaddle World Clock with its statistics of life, birth, death, population, illness, crime, accidents and environment is very much a part of humanity and this world. And demons and spirits are all around us on this planet of earth. And so there was another tragic airplane accident miles from Brazil where jet debris was found in the Atlantic ocean that made headlines the other week. And if I recall, it is another tragedy of life that has happened in times past. Who knows the hour or their death? Has anyone ever spoken to the dead? And I found myself posting an entry about another Brazil plane crash a while ago on this blog before as follows:
Reading the news on the Yahoo homepage and around the world today is awful, God awful, whoever God may be, on any given day these days. Amongst the many cacophony and anomaly of disasters that take place daily that are too many for me to follow, man made and natural, there lies yesterdays disaster. A Brazilian airliner crashes and all of the passengers have lost their lives and the length of their days has been shortened. The statue of Christ the Redeemer is located in Brazil, and it is beautiful. Unfortunately plane crashes happen every so often much like many other man made disasters in this world. This news makes me want to pray for the latest tragedy and the possible profit before people motive and misfortune that has become the result and it makes me wonder about how if you can use the word precious, human life is and how ones life can end without notice and that all humans are prone to accidents and are at risk of losing their lives at any given moment whether by war, plague, famine, wild beasts or disease. One can never know when their number is up or who can predict the day of ones death, who is exempt from death and who knows what to morrow will bring. Time and chance happens to us all. Humanity, much like the beasts of the fields and the birds of the air is subject to the death lottery in life. And death is a part of life. Brazil has declared a national day of mourning as a result of its worst plane disaster in history. And Lord willing, I also think of the Lords Prayer. If one believes.
Our Father, which art in Heaven,
Hallowed be thy Name.
Thy Kingdom come.
Thy will be done,
in earth as it is in Heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread.
And forgive us our trespasses,
As we forgive them that trespass against us.
And lead us not into temptation;
But deliver us from evil.
For thine is the kingdom, The power, and the glory,
For ever and ever.
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