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![]() ![]() If death and I were going to spend a lot of time together we needed to figure out a way to get along. So in college I began searching for a way to make death my friend and companion in life. Still, I have to admit that it is hard to live with death on a day to day basis. And why, you might ask, would I intentionally engage in this odd and existentially unsettling activity? Why not let faith eliminate or repress my death anxiety? Because this path of mine is the only way I know of which can assure me that my faith isn't, to use Sartre's term, bad faith, that my faith has nothing to do with repressing death anxiety or awareness. I try to hold both-faith and death-firmly in view. And if you've read a lot of my work on this blog, then you know how I continue to work through the dynamics of holding onto faith while simultaneously refusing to allow faith to repress death anxiety. I resolved to keep death in view-constantly, daily. So I resolved to do a very peculiar thing. It just seemed too easy, too neat, too quick, too clean. ![]() This easy little fix, one teeny weeny little belief, could dramatically eliminate the deepest existential terror in the human experience. ![]() So powerfully consoling that it seemed almost a trap. And in the face of this existential panic I became acutely aware of the fact that believing in life after death was a deeply consoling belief. ![]() You would think that all this death awareness would ruin me emotionally. And as an existentialist my main preoccupation is finding meaning in the face of death. ![]()
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