“For to him that is joined to all the living there is hope: for a living dog is better than a dead lion.” (Ec 9:4 AV)
One of the hardest cases to deal with
while serving as a chaplain is helping a patient deal with regret. Those who lay at death's door all of a sudden
go through a time of self-evaluation which should have happened decades
ago. They sob over lost opportunities
with children. They weep over unfaithfulness
towards one’s spouse. They regret all
those times they got drunk and now lay in bed with a rotted liver. They lay there, often very much alone with
their thoughts, wishing they could turn back the clock and make different
decisions. They are trying to find some
kind of peace. Some form of encouraging
words that will assist them as they pass off into eternity. More times than not, there are no words. The agony of wasted opportunities or foolish
life choices plagues their mind. As they
slip off into eternity, the pain of what they failed to do is written on their
faces. As a chaplain, there is little
one can offer. We can speak of God’s
forgiveness. This is the only hope they
have. That is the only hope any of us
have. We can share that even when they
cannot forgive themselves, God can forgive them. We can share that mankind may never forgive
them. But God always does. This is the only hope of peace at such a time
as this.
For those who are not quite there yet, there is even more hope that God’s forgiveness. Prior to divine forgiveness, repentance must occur. That is a change of mind and heart that results in a change of direction. The saint who wishes to avoid as much regret as possible can change the direction of his or her life. As long as we are among the living, there is still hope for a different life. We are not destined to live in any way at the mercy of failure. Failure does not have to be a forgone conclusion. We do not have to look in the mirror and think that what we see is the best it will ever be. As long as our lungs operate, there is hope. As long as we have our abode on this sin-sick orb, there is a great chance the Holy Spirit can and will do a work with our plagued hearts. There is always hope. We are not helpless. We have the indwelling of the Holy Spirit that cleanses us from all sin. He enables us to live for the glory of God. All we need to do is to yield. I don’t know about you, but I do not want to lay on my death bed wishing my life could have been radically different. I know there will be some regret. It is inevitable. But my hope is that from this day forward, and every day until my home going, the Holy Spirit will perform a work in my wretched heart that this soul might please the God who created him and redeemed him. May God do a work in all our hearts before our body ceases to live!
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