We remember our dearly beloved on All Souls’ Day. When we lose a loved one or someone who is important to us, who mattered or had an impact in our lives, a huge tug of war begins that never really gets resolved. Faith and the world’s reality have their vicious ongoing fight every single day for the rest of our life just trying to cope with the loss of loved ones. Sometimes the world’s reality wins and it seems that our life in this world is pointless because the outcome is inevitable – we live, we learn, we love, we get attached and then we lose some and ultimately get lost, too. Sometimes — and I wish this would be more often the case — faith prevails and life in this world has a much better prospect for the future even after someone dies.
Michael Jackson has been in my life since I’ve been 13. He has been the single most important human being who had the greatest influence in my life. I thought of Michael Jackson every day since the age 13. I followed his life closely as if he was a member of my family. I cared about how his life developed, how his career evolved, I cared what went on in his life, I rejoiced for his great successes and grieved through the hardships he had.
On June 25, 2009, his journey ended. Still, I think of Michael Jackson every day even though he has not “moon-” or otherwise walked on this Earth for over 28 months.
I do believe in life after death. I do believe that our body is just a placeholder for our souls and when we die our souls live on. I do believe that there is more than just this earthly life for us. And so, this gives me comfort. I’m not happy with him being gone. Still, I will not think of Michael as one who is gone forever. I want to believe that Michael lives on in a different place still recognizable if he walked up to me.
I wonder how he is doing in his new life. I wonder if music still flows through him effortlessly. Does he still sing and dance? Has he found melodies in an entirely different format from the music we enjoy here in this world? Does his soul still gravitate to everything that he cared about in his earthly lifetime? Does he still chuckle the same way he did all his life? Is he still as passionate and unrelentless to create new things as he was here? Has he perhaps started a brand new way of living doing something completely different than what he pursued here on Earth?
I wish I knew.
On this day, when we remember All Souls, I must place this universal prayer for all the dead (good or bad, rich or poor, successful or utter failure, saint or sinner). May no one ever be forgotten because they do live on.
Prayer for All the Deceased
By Thy resurrection from the dead, O Christ, death no longer
has dominion over those who die in holiness. So, we beseech Thee, give rest to
Thy servants in Thy sanctuary and in Abraham’s bosom. Grant it to those, who
from Adam and Eve until now have adored Thee with purity, to our fathers, our mothers,
our brothers and sisters, our spouses and children, to our kinsmen and friends,
to all men and women who have lived by faith and passed on their road to Thee,
by a thousand ways, and in all conditions, and make them worthy of the heavenly
May your broken body rest in peace, Beloved. And may your living soul soar to wherever it pleases to. Please do come and visit me sometimes. I have so many questions for you; just like I had all my life. And I have so much to tell you, too.