03/03/2022
"Don't Fear The Reaper"
I was at my desk working the other day and, as usual, had a satellite radio on low in the background. Realizing that I am a baby boomer and grew up in the 1960s it should come as no surprise that I was listening to 60s-70s soft rock. I refuse to acknowledge these classics from my early life as "golden oldies."
One of the songs played caught my attention and memories. The song is Don't Fear The Reaper by Blue Oyster Cult. The song caught me in a pensive mood and, weirdly enough, focused my thinking from the scattered mode that I was in. Let me explain.
When we were young we felt that we were indestructible. Death was somewhere "way down the road" and we didn't think about it. There were exceptions of course. Those of us who had combat duty in the Armed Forces and those of us serving in law enforcement spent everyday with death tugging at our elbow. I'm guilty of both of these exceptions.
Death wasn't something that was openly discussed except on those occasions when the reaper reached out and took one of us. While mourning our lost brother or sister deep down we were glad that it wasn't us that the reaper picked, and we felt guilty because of that.
I successfully completed my law enforcement career suffering only bumps and bruises physically. Mentally the jury is still out. I don't worry about the reaper taking me on the streets of Los Angeles County anymore.
As I got older I found that the reaper had actually grabbed me while I was serving in Vietnam. It took the form of a dioxin then in great use called Agent Orange. Along with thousands of other soldiers this sinister substance stayed dormant within us for years and then started exerting its influence as we grew older.
The reaper has become more of an influence upon me over the years. Some of this is natural; some is not. I have become old (71) which, frankly, has surprised the hell out of me. As you get older you realize that "way down the road" is now "just up the street." Add to that the struggles of dealing with my old Vietnam friend Agent Orange. Congestive heart failure; diabetes, circulation issues and a few other fun obstacles have become huge issues in my life affecting me and my long-suffering love Gail.
I'm having trouble right now dealing with the reality and stress coupled with the administrative B.S. of the V.A. It was in this mindset that I heard this rock song and caused me to think.
I don't fear the reaper. Jesus Christ is my Lord and savior. He has promised me eternal life for my soul and I believe Him. While I am apprehensive and fearful for Gail and others who rely upon me to be a partner in life I am not apprehensive or fearful for me. I know where I am going and I am at peace with it.
I guess the point of all this rambling is that it's normal to be fearful of the bumps and bruises of life. If you are baptized and accept Jesus Christ as your savior then, at the end of your day, you will be fine. There is no reason to "Fear The Reaper."
God bless.
Rev. Jack
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