THE NEXT ONE
Eugene Peterson wrote about visiting a monastery. While on the way to the refectory for lunch, he and the monks he was visiting walked past a graveyard with an open grave. He asked one of the monks which member of the community had died recently, and he was told, "Nobody. That grave is for the next one." Every day, three times a day, as they walk to eat, the members of that community are reminded of what we spend our waking hours trying to forget. One of them will be the next one.
(Ortberg, J. (2012). Who is this man? the unpredictable impact of the inescapable jesus. Grand Rapids, MI: Zondervan.)