Imagine your job is to trace every cable to its respective source and destination. Seemingly impossible, right? Somehow, over time these wires have been adjusted, added to, and intertwined to the point where confusion is king on this pole. That pole is a metaphor for many lives. At death.
Dying creates havoc. Years of accumulation result in piles of things we don’t even know we’ve got. One thing intersects with other things. Before you know it, we can’t tell where one thing ends and another one begins. Like this pole, our lives are a mess of things. One of these days we’ll get around to decluttering. We’ll set aside some time and sort through it all. We’ll throw out the stuff that has no use. We’ll simplify things. We’ll properly label all this stuff. One of these days.
Death alters our plans. Correction: Death cancels our plans.
Frequently we learn of a death that results in chaos, confusion and complexity for those left alive. Wives (most commonly) are left to put in order the affairs of their dead husbands. Many are clueless about the financial situation of their home. They have even fewer clues about other things.
If you died today – what clutter or confusion would you leave behind?
