I went to a funeral yesterday….It was the first one I have been to this year…the first one I have been to since my mother’s one year ago.
As the people were talking about what a wonderful man he was, it got me thinking….what would be said at my funeral? People often say they don’t care about having a funeral…just have a great party, but I wonder if that is because deep down we are all afraid no one will have anything good to say about us.
When I was in Junior High…(I just showed my age…there was no such thing as middle school in my day), I had an English teacher that gave us an assignment that I have never forgotten. He had us write a paper saying what we would like to have said at our funeral some day. I wish I still had that paper…it was filled with things like ”she made a difference” and ” she made people smile”.
After that paper was turned in we were told to write what would be said about us if we died today….WOW! I remember looking at that paper thinking that it would sound nothing like the paper I had previouly written. After my classmates and I handed in that paper he then asked us to ponder what we had to do to get from this paper to that paper.
Over the years, I find myself continuing to ponder this. How do I get from where I am as a person today, to who I want to be as I take my last breath.
Psalms 23 says….Surely goodness and mercy will follow me all the days of my life….
At the end, I pray that from my life goodness and mercy will spread out far and wide..Just like the wake from a boat, others will feel the ripples long after I am gone.
Lord give me your eyes…so that my heart may reflect yours.