Death with Dignity in God, With Skin On

Okay, faithful readers, you know how I feel about death. I will not go gently into that good night. No, I will fight the death angel all the way to the Pearly Gates. Streets of God sounds nice, but I like this adventure we call life. Why cause I have experienced it. I know what life is.
I have been visiting with a parishioner who was diagnosed with terminal cancer in early November of 2019. At 81 this lady is a scrapper. She is defying the odds. And she does it with a smile and such love and compassion. I don’t know how she does it. Frankly, I am angry at God for allowing cancer to take her. But God in His infinite mercy and grace knows more than I could ever begin to comprehend. But I still don’t like it.
I don’t want to know when my time is coming. I just hope I either go in my sleep or I go quickly.