This past week, I attended two funerals in as many days. (there was another one that I was unable to attend this week, too) Before these two, the last funeral I was at was for my grandma a few months ago. With these funerals fresh in my mind, I have a few reflections I thought I would share.
Some reflections on funerals:
- Words are difficult to come by.
- You can tell a lot about a person’s life at their funeral.
- The loss of a loved one equals deep pain.
- Even when you know your loved one is in a better place (Heaven), your joy for them is mixed with the pain of missing them.
- Both funerals this week used Pr. 31 – I don’t usually hear that passage at a funeral.
- More comfort comes from God’s Words than from anything a person can say.
- Just being there is enough. One thing I experienced at my grandma’s funeral was the power of presence (God’s and those you love)
- I don’t remember much, if anything, of the message spoken at my grandma’s funeral. And I’m ok with that.
- Funerals, and the loss of a loved one, help remind us of the important things in life (God, family, friends)
- As much as a funeral represents an end of a person’s life on earth; it is much more a beginning of a life eternal.