Didn’t mean to derail the thread, but in my defense my case is not hypothetical, in spite of the slow progression of most prostate cancers. (correct as usual, coptic)
For me, this is where the rubber meets the road. Is Jn 12:25 (he who hates his life will keep it) just a figure of speech, just a way of feeling devout but, oh gosh no, not really hating one’s life?
How many of you have spent childhood naturally rejected by your peers, fought like crazy for an education in spite of the odds, sacrificed your entire young adult life to be part of the healing profession, been used by people for the money you now make, and have your spouse of 20 years run to a neighboring state to “reconnect” with an old flame, who happens to be a practically toothless, overweight, aging, chain-smoking bachelor whose house could be featured on “Hoarders” if he cleaned it up a bit first? * I am telling the truth, and any illusions I have had about life being something I “love” have been totally shattered*, and any shred of self-respect I have had is now ripped away from my being. * I am a worm, and no man* (Ps 22:6); I don’t just read this passage, I live it. Is this wrong? If so, how? Because it is sacred scripture itself.
Christ is on the cross: If Christ is the Way, anything that keeps me from the cross is not the way. If Christ is the Truth, anything that keeps me from the cross is not the truth. And if Christ is the Life, anything that keeps me from death on the cross is no life.
I believe my wife is not in a typical state of sin, she is a hard core prisoner of Satan himself, and is lost in a blinding vanity to which she clings with every fiber of her being. Marriage counseling? Don’t kid yourself, it’s no match for the evil one. For well over ten years I have had a funny feeling in the pit of my stomach that the ultimate sacrifice would eventually be required of me.
For those who think I have lost my marbles, I don’t think so, as I continue to have my doubts about this line of action. But at least my doubts are based less and less on fear of suffering and death as time goes on. And maybe that is really the only point.