And
I wasn’t the only one who remembered her.
The funeral home experienced a major problem with an overflow crowd. I joined others who stood in the hall at the
back of the room during the service. We
could hear fine, but only a few could see what was going on. Occasional whispering among the crowd made it
impossible to hear, though. And the
floors were wood, so any shuffling of the feet drowned out the speaker as well. Everyone did their best to remain quiet and
still, though, so the experience wasn’t bad at all.
My
favorite part of any funeral is when survivors get a chance to speak about
their fondest memories. There were so
many people there, though, that those comments were wisely limited to just a
few who had prepared some words beforehand.
A niece and a sister spoke. And
one lady introduced herself by complementing Susan on having a Jewish lady
speak at an Italian Catholic funeral. Funny
stuff. A reception was announced for
after the graveside portion of the service.
It was to be “at Shrimp n Stuff – the greatest place to eat on Galveston
Island.” Can’t argue with that. The memorial ended with an a capella solo of
Amazing Grace. Beautiful.
I
did get to stop by station five on my way home.
Haisley Anderson was there visiting her Daddy. She is the little girl I saw so many times in
the hospital. She sure looks better
now. Very happy.
The
rest of my day? Chris went to Hobby
Lobby. I worked on the sermon for Sunday. Mom took a nap on the couch. Diversion, vocation, and relaxation. Great ways to spend a Saturday.
Colossians
3:16-17 says, “Let the word of Christ
dwell in you richly as you teach and admonish one another with all wisdom, and
as you sing psalms, hymns and spiritual songs with gratitude in your hearts to
God. And whatever you do, whether in word or deed, do it all in the name of the
Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through him.”
Father,
walk with Susan’s family through their grief.
And thank you for Haisley’s progress.
Amen.
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