I am writing this post while at a funeral for a loved one. As I am watching the people walk around and say their blessings to the bereaved I am awestruck at the emotional climate. It is not sad nor is it dark. On the contrary, I find that I am surrounded by something else entirely: joy.
It is clear that this woman was loved and enjoyed by everyone that was blessed to know her. And yet this funeral seems utterly drenched with joy. There are most certainly tears but they are tears of glory, tears of exultation. To be quite honest, I find that I am overcome by this and sobbing with a smile so wide.
The woman, one of my wife's aunts, was a devout Christian. It is this singular fact about her that is the cause for the emotional milieu. Christians alone live a life based solely upon the hope of the glory of God found in Christ Jesus. Hope of life eternal. Hope in the promises of God made secure by the life, death, and resurrection of Jesus.
Amen! Praise be to God!
Oh that my funeral is filled with those sacred tears of joy!
Amen! Praise be to God!
Oh that my funeral is filled with those sacred tears of joy!
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