We
woke up this morning to some serious thunderstorms. Lots of lightning and heavy rain. And the Honor Guard Academy is about to start
an intensive two days of training. Today
they are learning how to properly handle caskets. That should be no problem. It can be done indoors and under the cover of
Moody Gardens’ drive through area next to the parking garage. Thanks, by the way, should go out to the ER
Johnson Family Mortuary. They are
loaning the Academy a casket and hearse for the training.
Tomorrow
might be an issue, though. It is
predicted that the rain will continue.
That will be a difficult scenario, because the whole day is set aside to
perform a mock line of duty death funeral.
They are even scheduled to go to a local cemetery and perform the duties
of a graveside burial. These instructors
seem to be pretty creative, though. It’ll
be interesting to see how they handle whatever comes up.
I
can’t go to the sessions today. The
older guy who was the recipient of the 10:30 p.m. fire call next door to us a
week or so ago died the other day. His
funeral mass is this morning at the local Catholic basilica, so Chris and I are
planning to go. We are kind of praying
the rain backs off a bit for that, but it came down so heavy already this
morning that they might have already postponed the actual burial.
Wow. Caskets and hearses and funerals and
cemeteries and basilicas and line of duty deaths. Not to mention dark, stormy, unsettled
weather. The next two days hold the
potential for stirring up a lot of buried emotions for these young academy guys.
Mark
9:41 says, “I tell you the truth, anyone
who gives you a cup of water in my name because you belong to Christ will certainly
not lose his reward.”
Father,
would you wrap your arms around the young men who might have some deep-seeded issues
about death? Draw them to yourself
through the storms … of the weather, of this really tough training segment, and
most especially, of their lives. Amen
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