Is Death So Final?
By: Lew Duffey
January 24, 2011
Some say Death is the final straw
The end of life, the end of all
I believe death indeed is the close of life’s’ chapter one
But it does not by all means imply that our life is done
When we close these mortals’ eyes on that final day
It will be the beginning of a new life for Christ has shown the way
I pray to God through Jesus Christ, his only son
That my spirit will embrace it knowing my salvation has been won
My mind cannot conceive the adventures that stand before me
A new life in Heaven with glorious entities to see
This mortal mind cannot perceive the glories of this Heavenly home
The eternal home from which I will never roam
I shall glorify in the presence of my lord for ever more
And sing praises to Father and son from that Heavenly shore
Check out my newest book of poetry.
"Dogwoods and Daffodils" is now onsale here at A.D.
Here is a list of my other books :
Immaculate White Smoke, the story of a cowboy and his girl who find themselves in the twentieth century. It’s a story with a moral. It is part comedy, part sci-fi and part love story with a spiritual twist. Oh, by the way; It is a ghost story.
Adventures of the Angels, a story of how Angels can change peoples lives,
Rebirth of the Dogwood, a book of poems and thoughts about God, life and the joys we are blessed with.
The fourth one is called Sunny the long neck Giraffe. It's a children’s book. I wrote the poem and my daughter, Susan did all the artwork. I am more proud of her than I am of myself. She is great.
I remember the day I graduated from high school. Like so many others I joined the army. My parents and loved ones were so proud of me and I felt that pride too.
Alas my army life didn’t last long. I was discharged five months and seventeen days later. They thought I had emotional problems but within the first year after I came stumbling up the stairs to my folk’s apartment on Christmas Eve, doctors at Children’s Hospital in Baltimore, Maryland operated on my feet for fallen arches.
For a while I felt like somehow the Lord had let me down but it didn’t take long for me to see that this was not the case. I spent several months in the Hospital where I met boys who had never taken a swing at a baseball, played basketball or football. They couldn’t even walk. They were born that way. Gee, how could I feel sorry for Lew?
A couple of years later I met a beautiful girl who I fell in love as soon as I laid eyes on her. I won’t try to tell you about our dating and the wonder of holding her in my arms but I am sure you know about that. We got married and bought a little home and I found a job as a radio announcer. These were the happiest days of my life. I became the father of three kids, a boy and two girls and they have since blessed me with five grandkids that I never seem to get tired of seeing.
I have had plenty of time to reflect on the 'what if' factor. What if I had never joined the Army? What if I had not suffered from fallen arches and been sent home early?
I probably would not have met that beautiful lady who is still my love till this day. We would have not had the life together with her that I would not trade for anything. No kids. No grandkids. What an empty life it would be.
I have had my share of problems over the years. I had a heart attack at the age of forty. Doctors have since found that I have suffered from Lupus all my life at least when it was not in remission. If this had not been the case I may not have had fallen arches, a heart attack or the kidney failure I deal with today.
However, I would not likely have ever met Ann, been blessed with my children whom I love more than I can say. There would be no little devils like my grandsons or an angel like my granddaughter. Actually I think they are all angels.
If God spoke to me today and asked, “Would you like me to change your life?” I would have to say, “Absolutely not.” Change one thing and that changes everything, doesn’t it.
My prayer is this: “I thank you God for all the blessings you have exalted upon me, even the ones which came in disguise.
Thank you, my friends for taking time to read this.
About my life as a DJ!
These were indeed the happiest years of my life. I loved radio. I became a disc jockey and had a show that I, myself had grooved on when I was in high school. I played rock and roll.
Kids would call in and I got to know many of them on a first name basis.
Later I went in commercial production and eventually I became stations Sales Manager.
When I was forty I had a heart attack. That was when my wife became the family’s breadwinner. The State of Maryland was not going to let me simply face into the woodwork. I recieved help to set up a business of my own using my experience in radio through the Department of Rehabilition. Click below:
My greatest passion since then is writing. Click this link:
This is why I wrote my books, Immaculate White Smoke and Adventures of the Angels.
My third book, Rebirth of the Dogwood was a compilation poem’s many of which I had posted here on the den.
All and all, even considering the health problems I must say life is worth living and that is what I am doing with all the passion I have.
I like to write. When I was a kid my mother was worried because I made up stories but the doctor answered, “He has an active imagination and you should not stifle that.
MY NOVELS COME FROM REAL LIFE AND A MIXTURE OF IMAGINATION AND PERSONAL QUESTIONS WHICH MAY NEVER BE ANSWERED IN THIS LIFETIME. Life is like that. Maybe it is the question mark that is there from birth to rebirth that makes life worth living.