I read a fascinating article today about how society deals with death (by Johann Hari - The Independent), detailing how we insulate ourselves and are weaker for it. The article quoted from Being Dead (a 1999 novel by Jim Crace), were one of the characters upon identifying family senselessly killed the daughter says - "There is no remedy for death – or birth – except to hug the spaces in between. Live loud. Live wide. Live tall.", which reminded me of the counterpoint in the hope provided by Christ - because in Him, we know the one who conquered death; who makes how we spend this space meaningful. Once we understand our life is eternal, rather than wasting our life, we are challenged to spend it wisely, because we are accountable to our Maker.