Funeral For A Friend

Abraham lived a hundred and seventy-five years. Then Abraham breathed his last and died at a good old age, an old man and full of years; and he was gathered to his people. (Genesis 25:7-8) I conducted a funeral this morning. It was for a member of our church who passed away last week. He was 95Continue reading “Funeral For A Friend”

If You Get To The Funeral Home You’ve Gone Too Far

We lived in Arkansas for fifteen years years and this is what would I tell people when giving directions to our church building.  If nothing else, it usually got their attention because for better or worse, funeral homes usually stand out.  Nothing else really looks quite like a funeral home.  Architecturally, they might resemble a church or aContinue reading “If You Get To The Funeral Home You’ve Gone Too Far”

Faded Flowers and Eternal Life

Ray’s aunt lived on the other side of the bay in Mobile. She was elderly, not in the greatest of health, and he hadn’t heard from her in a few days (and neither had her friends). Looking back on it, I suppose he must have had a pretty strong hunch that something was wrong becauseContinue reading “Faded Flowers and Eternal Life”

The Part That Matters

When our oldest daughter was in first grade, I would drop her off at school on my way to work. Our daily trip took us by a large cemetery located in middle of town. Being six years old, she had a number of questions about it which I thought I did a decent job answering.   She wasn’t satisfied thoughContinue reading “The Part That Matters”

A Son Remembers (2)

A week after my visit with Dad I received a call from my sister telling me that he was in bed and likely wasn’t getting out again. Her words were something to the effect that he was going downhill fast. What a curious phrase—don’t people usually go downhill fast? I arrived the next day. When I went into his bedroom,Continue reading “A Son Remembers (2)”