I went to church last night with my sisters. It turned out that yesterday marked the start of the 40 days of waiting for the actual lent, I’m not sure what really defines the 40 days, but there is a 40 days thing going on.
The priest said that after Ash Wednesday, the lent is indeed looming in. On that light, he asked if we are already hungry and fasting, or if we are still so full, both with food and with all the wants we fill our lives. He instructed people to fast – to allow once body to be weak so you will feel a dire need for the word of God. That statement goes out to you joyfulchicken and your carnivore posse. LOL
I am not totally against the practice of fasting preached by the church – after all it is the church. But after the mass and before having dinner a strong thought occurred to me. Why would you choose to weaken your body for the Lord where you can strengthen it to do service for Him better?
For some reason, I thought about euthanasia last night while at the church too. Of course euthanasia is illegal – especially in a ‘traditional’ country like RP.
Interestingly, I thought about the legal Do Not Resuscitate or DNR order that a patient or the family of a patient have as a right. This can be asked to the attending physician by the patient and the physician cannot object. This is an order written on the chart of the patient, DNR meaning, once the patient goes into a sudden cardiac arrest nobody will do cardiopulmonary resuscitation to try to revive the patient.
A DNR order allows the patient to ‘go down’ without a fight, unlike what usually is the scenario in a hospital where endless CPR will be rendered first in a last ditch effort to save the patient.
To an extent, DNR is synonymous to euthanasia – mercy killing.
PM is still lethal today. I wonder when did weekends as rest stopped occurring for me?
I feel like a cat roadkill, a slave water buffalo, and a soldier ant with no rights.
As what my youngest sister Kulot says, I think I need a “power hug”.