I sat quietly as each of her friends and family spoke of her; how much she meant to them; what a blessing she was. I had only known her for 2 years, but we had become close friends. We spoke of many things, but she had never mentioned that her time here was so limited.
I still don't know if I would have wanted to know her, I wondered how mush of a blessing they were
I knew her family and friends only through my conversations with her. As they tearfully reminisced of her, I wondered if they realized how much they meant to her, how much of a blessing they were in her life.
I have come to believe that this is the important part of a memorial service. We certainly should share our memories of those departed, but what is uppermost is not what a blessing they have been to us, but what kind of blessing we were to them.
I have since reflected on those who have gone before me. I have tried to listen to their words about me if I had gone first. Would they be able to truthfully say that I was a special part of their lives?
Would they be able to truthfully say that I I had made a difference? In other words could they truthfully say all those wonderful things we so often hear during those first days after a death.
So many in my life have been a true blessing to me; I pray now that God helps me to be a blessing to them.
Just a thought by the C.
I still don't know if I would have wanted to know her, I wondered how mush of a blessing they were
I knew her family and friends only through my conversations with her. As they tearfully reminisced of her, I wondered if they realized how much they meant to her, how much of a blessing they were in her life.
I have come to believe that this is the important part of a memorial service. We certainly should share our memories of those departed, but what is uppermost is not what a blessing they have been to us, but what kind of blessing we were to them.
I have since reflected on those who have gone before me. I have tried to listen to their words about me if I had gone first. Would they be able to truthfully say that I was a special part of their lives?
Would they be able to truthfully say that I I had made a difference? In other words could they truthfully say all those wonderful things we so often hear during those first days after a death.
So many in my life have been a true blessing to me; I pray now that God helps me to be a blessing to them.
Just a thought by the C.
