We had mum’s funeral yesterday.
The emotions were conflicted. The over whelming thought is that of joy. Joy that suffering and pain has gone and that she is now with Jesus – renewed. The cemetery manager actually commented how encouraging it was to have a “born again” funeral. (His words).
Yet mum was my/our mum someone important in our lives. We have a history together – an important history. So that is where the pain lies for us – the pain of loss. But even that pain will only be temporary. The time will come, when, before the throne of God we will be united.
Finally it was a privilege to conduct the committal and funeral. Because of the strong family presence it seemed, to me, like a special family gathering.
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