A Sobering Advent Milestone Lucy Lizotte 1921-2014

Sheldon:  60 only takes me to here. I need to get to here.
Leonard:  What’s there?
Sheldon:  The earliest estimate of the singularity, when man will be able to transfer his consciousness into machines and achieve immortality.
Leonard:  So, you’re upset about missing out on becoming some sort of freakish self-aware robot?
Sheldon:  By this much.

The Big Bang Theory The Cruciferous Vegetable Amplification 2010

Then he told them a parable. “There was a rich man whose land produced a bountiful harvest. He asked himself, ‘What shall I do, for I do not have space to store my harvest?’ And he said, ‘This is what I shall do: I shall tear down my barns and build larger ones. There I shall store all my grain and other goods and I shall say to myself, “Now as for you, you have so many good things stored up for many years, rest, eat, drink, be merry!”

But God said to him, ‘You fool, this night your life will be demanded of you; and the things you have prepared, to whom will they belong?’

Thus will it be for the one who stores up treasure for himself but is not rich in what matters to God.”

Luke 12:16-21

A week ago Saturday November 29th at around 11:45 AM, four hours before the official start the new Church Year in Lunenburg Massachusetts a woman named Lucy Lizotte died in her home at the age of 93. She had lived in that home since her husband Albert built it in the fifties and remained there after he died in 1987.

Mrs. Lizotte was my mother’s oldest sister but what makes her death particularly significant to me is she is the last of my mother’s four brothers & sisters out of six who lived past childhood to die. That does two things.

Presuming clear memory starts at around age 4 that moves the oldest living memory of that branch of the family from the roaring 20’s to the very end of World War 2.

It also means that the seven children from that side of the family ranging from my 73 year old cousin & Godfather to me as the youngest of the batch are now officially the elder generation of that family and baring accident or an odd disease like Ebola it is now our turn to start dying off.

Now this is a perfectly natural thing, one generation dies and a new one replaces it. It has happened to every single generation of humans since humans have existed on this planet so it is nothing unusual.  When however, you realize that your branch of the family are next up in the death pool it can be a sobering thought.

freaky RobotAnd that’s a good thing because Sheldon Cooper and dreams of the singularity not withstanding life is a finite thing.  No matter how rich or are, no matter how careful you are, no matter how well you take care of yourself, how well you eat how much you exercise your human life is destined to end.

And  being finite said life is something of great value.

Advent is the church’s new year, the time when we remember when God did something completely new, providing a redeemer to save us from our sins.

So use this temporal life, this gift from God  wisely.  take the time to do what counts, first start the new year making yourself right with God.

Then take care of the important things family, friends.

And whatever you do, whether it is factory work, clerical work, running a business or even cutting meat in a deli, take the time to do it well.

My Aunt did and when she died she was ready to face God and did so with a smile.

May we take advantage of this advent season to begin on that pat so that when our inevitable time comes we can do the same.