Reginald Shepherd died on September 10 after a prolonged struggle with cancer. He was an immensely gifted poet and literary critic.
He had been hospitalized for a month and almost died the first week of that hospitalization. He told his partner, "Sometimes it takes a while to die."
True words. We begin dying the moment we are born. The central task of life is to die daily to self so that before our heart ceases to beat we are already gone to that existence that God intends for us from before time. May such be the case for Reginald.
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