It's not as if it's never happened before but we've sent off a couple of famous actors in the past week and then there's the horrors from the Middle East that don't seem to be going away any time soon.
When I was growing up in a neo-Confucian, syncretistic, inconsistently superstitious South Asian context, we were forbidden from even using the word death. Apparently the mere use of the word would hasten its arrival.
But I'm getting ready to be with fellow Christians tomorrow and we'll be talking about death again... a good death... the death of our Lord Jesus Christ. We won't just talk about it, we'll sing about it too.
If it weren't for the death of Jesus, not only would death would be really, really depressing, so would life.
Only the death and resurrection of the Son of God can bring life to people dead in their sin.
That's why I need to go to church on Sunday... to remind myself of this truth and to celebrate it with others.