Preparing for this itinerant lifestyle requires quite an extensive sorting and purging process, that is a given. But a parallel process emerging is also a long overdue preparation for my inevitable demise. We're all going to pass on from this earth, but I have not (yet) prepared my life for this inevitability.
I love that word...inevitable...I hear it in my mind with the protracted syntax and voice of Hugo Weaving from The Matrix.
And, when I am finished with this preparation, I will also have wrapped up all of the details of how I would like what's left of my life to be resolved....because a person's life can't be resolved by their own doing.
Death is the ultimate resolution of a person's life.
One of my friends posted a quote by Donald Miller about Jazz...he said he never liked jazz because it didn't resolve...and it took him watching someone who was absolutely in love with the jazz music he was playing before he could find that level of appreciation...and he said God was the same way, there it was difficult to understand God because there was no resolution to God.
As I write about how it will take those who are left after I am gone to fully resolve my life, it makes perfect sense that God is unresolveable...because if it were even possible for God to die, there would be no one (or nothing) remaining to resolve God's life.
God is the ultimate unresolveable life.
I have no idea how to resolve God's life, but I do know that I don't want to leave the tangled mess to resolve the way my mom did. She hadn't made any preparation at all; so, here I am, more than 25 years after her death, and I am still sorting and purging the unresolved pieces of her life....at least the pieces that are my personal burden to resolve for her.
So, onward and upward I climb as I resolve my life down to the essential pieces that create a meaningful life for the remainder of my journey...and a simple inevitability for those who are left behind to resolve the last pieces of my life for me.
