It’s All Just Cornflakes – By Thomas Koester

Toni and I often talk about life changes, boundaries and priorities. The irony of facing death is that it forces you to a greater life and more meaningful living.

We actually do need to die in some respects to those things which promote death, and live more towards those things which promotes life. It’s like choosing between bacon, which I love, but it promotes death and beansprouts, which I hate, but promotes life. However, living a life on hospital food is certainly no fun either. So, we strive for a balance. And this is what my brush with death has taught me.

The movie “Click”, with Adam Sandler, has some great truths running through it, along with it’s great humor and satire.

Morty (The Angel of Death), played by Christopher Walken, tells Michael Newman, played by Adam Sandler, who’s fast-forwarding his way through life with an enchanted TV clicker, the following:

Morty: remarks:

“He’s always chasing the pot of gold, but when he gets there, at the end of the day, it’s just cornflakes.”

Towards the end if the movie (WARNING SPOILER ALERT) Michael finally gets it, and cries out, in the throughs of death:

Michael Newman: [dying] “Family, family… FAMILY COMES FIRST.”

Isn’t it so true? Family should come first, and I can promise, in the very moment when life is quickly, or slowly draining from your body, its family which first comes to your mind…

…”I want to see and hold my first grandchild from Josh and Jenny.”

“Oh my goodness, today is Tessa’s 24th Birthday, and I’m going to miss it!”

Tears began rolling down my face, as I began to see those moments of life fast-forwarding before me. And that was my wake up call, at 2:30 in the morning, Friday, October 11, 2013, as I sat in triage all alone, and when the reality of “heartattack” was suggested by the physician.

I wanted to exchange “I love you’s” with my wife and children one more time! I wanted to see who’d become my son, Jordan’s wife and welcome her into our family.

I confess that not one of my projects, clients or deadlines entered my mind, while facing the prospect of a heartattack. Not one more contract signings or one more insurances settlement; which, I have to face, is most likely what put me into the hospital in the first place.

I need to say “yes” to life and “no” to death. It’s the wrong choices in the those subtle decisions, which can soon pile up into a health disaster. It is all those times, when the tyranny of less important things over rules the more significant things of life.

“Let your yes mean yes, and your no mean no, anything more than that is from the Evil One.” Matthew 5:37 – Jesus of Nazareth

I may be wrong, but I don’t think striving to properly love your family, keeping your promises; being home ontime for dinner, or kissing your wife and kids good bye in the morning, has put anybody into the hospital.

Proverbs 4:23 says it best: “Guard your heart more than anything else, because the source of your life flows from it.”

It is the redeemed heart, where God lives, which is our source of life. This too is where our families live and dwell. This is also where the love of our life dwells. Work should never enter our hearts the way God and our loved ones do, for it will always push God, family and our loved ones out. Guard your heart more than anything else!

Our missedplaced priorities will always attack what truly matters to our hearts, and, if ignored, may eventually cause a heartattack.

So, my new motto for life:

“Family, family… …FAMILY COMES FIRST.”

In this, we find all the treasures of life, and it is those relationships and memories, which are worth living for.

After all, everything else, “at the end of the day is just cornflakes!”

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