As 2014 winds down, I think of those dear to me who have not lived to see the end of this year. I have lost my mother, a cousin, an aunt, and several friends.
Today was my birthday, a day spent this Sunday morning at church and then again at church this afternoon at the funeral of a dear lady I have known for twenty years. We celebrate a birthday, and we attend a funeral, all in the same day.
But isn’t the funeral a celebration, too? A celebration of a life well-lived, a life full of compassion and love for others, a life over too soon for those left behind, but a life that is just beginning in a new dimension that we call heaven.
Give rest, O Christ, to your servant with your saints,
where sorrow and pain are no more,
neither sighing, but life everlasting.