We as humans have a hard time grappling with death. It’s the debt that all men pay. No one is above it. It’s a fear that has spawned legends and quests in hopes of defeating death and gaining eternal life. I’m thinking of the fountain of youth, or the Holy Grail, etc.
This fear of death and desire to live forever is written on the hearts of men and women across time and place. It’s something that we all innately understand, but not completely.
And then, beyond all of the legends of the mystical and the magical, we hear these words. “Whoever eats my flesh and drinks my blood has eternal life, and I will raise him on the last day.” John 6:54
Isn’t that what we’re looking for? Isn’t that the answer to humanity’s longing?
At the very least, isn’t it an option worth pursuing? It’s not like we have to sail halfway around the world.
And yet, how many don’t believe? How often do we make excuses for not driving a few minutes to Mass? How often do we put worldly things above heaven?
We don’t understand everything. But, we do understand that death comes for us all. Along with St. Peter, we can say, “Master, to whom shall we go? You have the words of eternal life.” John 6:68
Be the Men,