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___Hello. My Name Is Ynigo Montaya.___

Prop 13c.07                                                        August 5, 2007   

One of my all time favorite movie lines is from The Princess Bride:

         “Hello. My name is Ynigo Montoya.
         You killed my father. Prepare to die.”

Of course, the wicked count whom Ynigo addresses does no such thing.
He prepares instead to defend himself. He runs.
He resorts to trickery, violence, bribery – exhausts all options.
But at no point does he prepare to die.

I wonder whether he had a clue how to go about it.
I wonder whether we do.
I wonder what difference it makes for our life now.

The author of Ecclesiastes was looking for a way to live
         that counted for something.
He considered devoting his life to acquiring stuff.

But then he realized the basic adage “You can’t take it with you.”

         – so a life of acquisition
                  was rendered meaningless by death.

In today’s parable, the prosperous fool
         has already lived a life of acquisition;
                  now he plans to kick back and enjoy it,
                  relax into a life of hedonism – “eat, drink, and be merry.”
But again death intervenes and renders the life of hedonism
         just as meaningless.
The fool had failed to prepare for death.
He wasn’t rich toward God.

Some years back, anthropologist Ernest Becker wrote
         a classic book, The Denial of Death.
Becker said most of our nuttiness, neurosis, and failure to live well
         stems from our refusal to face our mortality

                  – the basic fact that we will eventually die.

Until we face death, we cannot truly live.
We can dare to face death, Becker said,
         only by giving ourselves to something bigger,
                  something that will outlive us

                            – preferably something eternal.

Runners of races know that you can’t win a race
         by running to the finish line.
To win the race, you have to run through the finish line
         well into the space beyond.
Just so, a life cannot be well-lived,
         with our focus this side of life.
We need another world in view
         if we are to live well in this one.

Zen roshi Phillip Kapleau says,

        “The way we die reflects he way we have lived.
        A good death puts the stamp on a good life . . .
        But if we have lived a life of emotional turmoil and conflict,
           or a selfish inane existence, our dying will be troubled and painful.”

Kapleau cites Tolstoy’s novel, The Death of Ivan Ilyich as an illustration:

       “Tolstoy describes the . . . spiritual suffering of the dying Ilyich,
       who in the moment of truth understands that in itself death is not frightening.
       Rather, what evokes the greatest pain is the type of life he has led

       – the knowledge his life has been sinful,
       not in the commonly accepted moral sense but in relation to the inner voice,
              what we might call conscience. . .
       (H)e feels that his life was useless and ill spent.”

Contrast the fictional Ilyich with the 18th Century
       New England clergyman, Jonathan Edwards.
His biographer, George Marsden, says,

       “Edwards spent his whole life preparing to die . . .
       (He) worked constantly to cultivate gratitude, praise, worship,
               and dependence on his Savior.
       Whatever his failings, he attempted to see Christ’s love in all things,
               to walk according to God’s precepts,
               and to give up attachments to worldly pleasures in anticipation
               of that closer spiritual union that death would bring.”

Jonathan Edwards died of a sudden illness just after moving to Princeton.
His wife, Sarah, had not yet moved so he sent word to her by their daughter.

He called his daughter to his deathbed and said,

        “Dear Lucy, it seems to . . . be the will of God
        that I must shortly leave you;
therefore, give my kindest love to my dear wife,
        and tell her that the uncommon union
        which has so long subsisted between us,
        has been of such a nature as I trust is spiritual,
        and therefore will continue forever . . .”

There are loves that are for a moment, loves that are for a lifetime,
        and loves that will last forever.
Jonathan Edwards’ love for Sarah was of the third kind.
He could love like that because he lived at a deeper level than ordinary,
                a level too deep for death to erase it.
There is a kind of life that is mortal, transitory.
But it’s possible to plant ourselves in a deeper kind of life,
         a life that may not make sense in this world;
         it may not acquire as much stuff or bask in as much pleasure

         – but it is a life of love deeper than death,
                a life that is eternal because it’s godly;
                         it shares in the divine nature.

We are here temporarily.
We will spend considerably more time in the nearer presence of God.
Are we prepared for that – are we in shape for it?
Are we “cultivating gratitude, praise, worship and dependence on our Savior”?
        Are we, like Jonathan Edwards, looking for “Christ’s love in all things,
                walking according to God’s precepts,
                        giving up our worldly attachments”?

Are we true to the inner voice of conscience,
        or are we, like Ivan Ilyich, just conforming to social expectations?
Are we building our lives with the stuff of eternity,
        or with use-once-then-throw-away disposable values?

It isn’t a matter of being good so God won’t punish us.
It’s a matter of shaping our souls for eternal life.
C. S. Lewis noted that as time passes
        we get more and more the way we are.

If that should go on for 90 years or so,
        it might not make much difference.
But a character trait that goes on growing for eternity
        is another matter.

If we cultivate a little kindness now,
   over the course of eternity, it may grow into something splendid.
If we cultivate a little bitterness now, a little greed, a little narcissism,
   over the course of eternity, it may grow into something truly monstrous.
We are shaping our souls now with every thing we do,
        every prayer we say or don’t say,
                 every time we praise God or ignore God,
                 every act of kindness and every act of indifference.

We are shaping our souls now.
When we have “shuffled off this mortal coil,”
        our souls will grow large, very large indeed

        – so it makes all the difference how we shape them.

That’s why we need to prepare to die,
        and prepare to live again.
We prepare through the sacraments, through prayer and study.
We prepare through service, generosity, and compassion.
We prepare through daily imitation of our Lord Jesus Christ
        who is the Way, and the Truth, and the Life,
        and who said, “Take up your cross and follow me.”

                                                                      Amen.



 
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