Let Terri Schiavo Die

An article by Don Quixote    1 Comment

Okay,

If you’ve seen this headline on the blog, you’ve probably been chomping at the bit to comment and share your two cents worth on the subject in some fashion.

So here’s my take on it: Let Terri Schiavo die.

Life and death is never an easy thing. Making those decisions are even worth. So what do you do in this sort of situation?

I understand the desire to want to hang on to the person that you love. I find myself in tears trying to put myself in that position, to imagine someone I love lying there in that state. We are so attached to the physical body that we have linked the person with the package. However we must not forget that the shell is not the same as the thing inside.

Terri Schiavo, by all accounts, is gone. She has been gone for years, but her body still lingers. Her flesh, empty wrapper is still there. Many more doctors than not have determined that her brain is no longer functioning, i.e., she is dead.

So let her body die, because her spirit is already gone.

I have to believe that our rational functions are the indication that our soul is still within this plane of existence, that who we are is not a heart beat, but that current that flows through our brains.

I have to believe her husband when he says, this is what she wanted. I feel the same way. I have expressed to Michelle that if you ever find me in that condition, let my body die, because I am already gone. And let’s just say that my soul is still lingering around, I’m still longing to go home, so let me go home.

This world is not our home. We are not destine for this place. We are creatures of spirit and we are called to live in a spiritual plane. Let me never get so caught up in this world that I resist going home. Never cling to tight to me that you cannot allow me to pass the way that I need to go.

Let Terri Schiavo die, because if it were me, that would be what I would want.