Let’s go out in a blaze of glory.
All good things must end.
Like two heroes in a story,
Let’s go out like we came in,
In a blaze of glory.
So, I just received news that someone I know was life-flighted to the hospital due to pneumonia and COVID-19 complications. And on top of that, if that isn’t bad enough, she has been battling leukemia for a few years. I am hoping and praying (yes prayers are a good thing) that she will recover.
But it has brought to mind an interesting parallel, an eerie connection between start of life and end of life, that I must address. With the exception of fantastic finishes, we seem to leave this world in the same fashion that we enter this world.
By fantastic finishes, I mean those endings that are movie worthy. Going out in a blaze of glory. That phrase always remind me of the closing scene of “Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid.” They get up and head out of their hiding spot with both barrels firing. Or possibly, we are like Elijah climbing aboard the chariot of fire and heading off to heaven.
But that seem to be a rarity. For the most, there is no going out in a blaze of glory. It is more like a candle slowly burning down with the flame flickering, sputtering, dimming until it eventually extinguishes.
I have sat in far too many hospitals, visiting elderly saints whose bodies are just giving up. There they are, virtually helpless, appetite waining, breathing more shallow, falling asleep frequently, speech slowing and sporadic until that time the close their eyes for the last time and the never open again as they pass from this world to the eternal one.
For me, for them, for their loved ones, we have watch the deterioration, the decline of the vitality of the person who once was at peak physicality. What they could do, they can do no more. We even have another phrase for that time of their days. “They are a mere shell of the person that they used to be.”
How sad that end. I mean, a follower, a faithful follower, a believer in the Lord, a witness for the Lord in word and deed, and this is the good bye?
Though it is not a blaze of glory, a portion of that song rings true. “Let’s go out like we came in.” No blaze, however, but like we came in. We enter this world a newborn infant, helpless, unable to feed, change, care for ourselves. We have arrived and we are completely and totally dependent upon others to ensure our living. There is not one thing that is under our own power, with the exception of crying, a lot. And whether we recognize it or not, we need others, we are relying upon someone, we can do nothing but trust, we are in their hands.
And fast forward seventy or eighty years. We find ourselves in similar circumstances. We are completely and totally dependent. And whether we recognize it or not, we are relying upon not ourselves, we can do nothing but trust, we are in His hands.
We have come full circle in our dependency. And maybe, that is exactly what the Lord desires for us. To be in a position in which all we have is Him, our hope in Him, our reliance on Him, and our understanding like Job, “Naked I came from my mother’s womb, and naked I shall return. The Lord gave and the Lord has taken away. Blessed be the name of the Lord.”
So, perhaps that moment where you and I will be one day, just like the many who have gone before, just like our loved ones ebbing away, weak, fragile, helpless, and dependent, perhaps that is God’s way of reminding us that, apart from Him, “We can do nothing.” Perhaps that bedridden moment is a cessation of struggle and a vibrant step in faith. Total trust.
Our life is truly in His hands. There is nothing else that stands in the way. And maybe, that is how we should have been living the in between years, you know, the “now.” That which is between the arrival of the newborn, and the exit of the elderly. For we who are in Christ, we who are the born-again, maybe our departure from this life is not a blaze of glory, but, dear saint, we will arrive at our new destination, and we will see the fullness of His glory. Praise be.