Brothers and Sisters, 

I'm dying... 

but hopefully, not anytime soon. We're all dying and aging in our own ways. It's the inevitable conclusion of the human condition we share. However, as Christians washed clean with the Blood of Jesus Christ, we "Do not go gentle into that good night," as Dylan Thomas famous poem exhorts us. We laugh at death. We sing hymns in its face. We scoff at its toothless bite. If you have a few moments, listen why: