I know this is nit-picky and unimportant in the long run, but I really dislike when people use the phrase “(Name) lost their fight to (chronic disease)” after the passing of a person who bravely fought an illness for years upon years. I’ve noticed it used a lot when a person with cystic fibrosis or cancer passes.
Using this particular phrase probably stems from the feeling of loss that the loved ones are coping with, and it is a way of saying that the battle with the disease is over. But, the person did not lose that battle.
I think of it like the movie Gladiator. Would you say that Maximus lost the fight to the emperor at the end? Um, no. He died because he was poisoned beforehand. Not only did he put a serious beat down on the emperor, he did it with a bleeding gash in his ribs and with the poison slowing him down. He was fighting for something much greater than himself, for freedom and to honor his family.
People with CF, cancer, or any severe incurable disease are thrown into a proverbial Colosseum every day. If they die from the disease, their loved ones should remember all of the days that the person fought in their honor and smiled through pain for their sake. They have gained the freedom of everlasting happiness, unending bliss in heaven. They didn’t lose. They stared down the enemy, embraced their earthly purgatory, and now share in Christ’s glorious victory over death.