Ever wonder when you’re going to die?
I went to Deathclock.com to find out. They ask you some pertinent questions and then do a calculation. My “death date” came up as Friday, July 27, 2040. At that time I will be 85 years old.
I must admit, the date set my mind whirring. I wondered what my family will look like by then. How many kids will my grandkids have? I also wondered how many books I will have written and how many more world championships the Cardinals will have won.
Here’s what’s odd: I did Deathclock.com about a year ago and my death date came up as July 27, 2049. Same day of the same month, but somehow I lost 9 years in the last 12 months. I’ve decided not to do Deathclock.com anymore. One of these times I might discover that I died 10 years ago!
One thing I like about Deathclock.com is that, when you do the calculation, they don’t just give you the supposed date of your death, they also give you a countdown clock showing the number of seconds you have left to live. As I am typing these words, I supposedly have 817,730,703 seconds left.
I wonder how our lives might change if we all had a real countdown clock strapped to our wrists showing the relentless ticking away of the seconds of our lives. I wonder if seeing that dwindling number everyday would cause us to make changes in the way we live. I’m guessing a lot of us would quit procrastinating and restructure our priorities.
Of course, even without the countdown clock strapped to your wrist, the seconds of your life are still vanishing, sixty per minute, relentlessly, without pause. Listen closely and you might hear them.
Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick…
If there’s a project you’ve been wanting to undertake…if there’s an old friend you’ve been meaning to call…if there’s a character flaw you’ve been needing to address…if there’s a relationship you’ve been wanting to mend…you’d better get with it. One of these days you’re going to be down to your last tick.
And it might happen sooner than you think.