Went to a funeral today- supporting a friend. In fact, a family that my family has been supporting. So I guess today I could be an observer. I had met the person once or twice before he passed away, but as I said before, I was there to support a friend.
It was my first experience at a non-religious service; an experience I found both unsettling and sad. Being a Christian and regular attender at church services, I am used to the structure of a christian service. I know where I am and where the service is going. It was also sad because there was no hope. Meant to be a celebration of a life well lived, it became a remembrance of a loved one now lost forever. Nothing wrong with that I spose, but so sad. No hope of seeing them again in heaven. No hope in God and His awesome promises and power.
I am a ‘people’ person- I do not like to see anyone in pain. To see someone you know crash into tears is hard for me to see. I am ‘wired’ to want to help, assist, comfort.
Where am I going with this? I don’t know. Maybe I just needed to get some of these things out of my brain and into written form. All I know is, I want my funeral to be a true celebration- that I am home with God. That my friends and family can celebrate the same hope and faith together. That we will see each other again.