Impressions at a Funeral

Today at the funeral for Edith, the mother of our dear friends, I thought...how precious it is to see a baby at a funeral when I sat near enough one to hear its cooing and to smell its clean baby scent...how comforting it is to share old griefs and new - even with strangers - when I held the hand of a young mom who lost a came-too-soon wee one recently and wept with her...how reassuring it is to know that in heaven, Edith is truly "delivered from evil" (her lung disease and all the other sorrows in this life) and is "safe in the arms of Jesus"...how needful it was for me to hear the reminder that the way to inherit eternal life is to Go, Sell, and Give; in other words, to be emptied of self and to be filled with Jesus. Yes, it was good for me to be at the Service of Worship and Remembrance today.