February 25, 2009
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Ashes, Ashes, We All Fall Down.
Once again, the 'Horses' Heads / Were Toward Eternity.'
One of my co-workers died this weekend. She put her fire alarms on her table and took a nap. Then her heater caught on fire.
Accidental deaths like these are always disgustingly shocking. Life stolen so cruelly never ceases to suck the breath from my chest.
I say words like 'stolen' and 'cruelly.' What's so cruel about the processes of nature? Who stole that life? No, it's just my personification of nature. Lady Fortune spins her wheel. Death kindly stops for me. But in the end, the capricious operations of nature act in accordance with rules and randomness.
God, I don't know what kind of role you play in our lives. I don't know how much you truly do interact with us. I just pray that it's more than I think and less than I want. I want a reason for St. Augustine's 'shadows.' But as much as the arbitrariness hurts, it seems necessary.
