I have heard that the reason babies sleep so much is that they are growing as they sleep. I also have heard that scientists have never really understood everything there is to know about sleep. I have an idea. What if when we sleep a tiny part of us dies?
Whoever I was physically, mentally, and spiritually at five years old is not who I am at fifty years old. My body is not the same. My mind is not the same. My spirit is not the same. That five-year-old girl is no more. What if every time I slept, a tiny little part of me died? It would be so small that I wouldn’t even notice. It would explain how as we age, the body deteriorates. As the person gets older and older, those little pieces soon add up and get to a point where they do make a difference and either through disease or just old age the person dies.
The next question is where do all these little pieces go? My answer is that we are all one life force. Those little pieces just go back into the universe. I still am that little girl in a way. Even though she’s gone there’s something about what makes identity that remains from that girl and it’s still here with me now. It will remain my entire life.
In the same sense, whatever makes us children of God in this universe and part of this life force that identity remains beyond life and death. It transcends just like God. I can just barely understand it. I can just barely tap into it, but I know God is there and it connects us all. Those little pieces of me that die are part of that life force and one day when I am no more, I will once again be absorbed again into that life force.
There’s no reason to be afraid. There’s every reason to love because we are all connected. We are all God’s children. I don’t know if this idea is right, but I hope it is.
My faith saved me. May God’s peace reside in all of our hearts.
