So he went in and said to them, “Why this commotion and weeping?
The child is not dead…”
The funeral director called my husband to request a favor. A woman’s remains would be brought in from out-of-state for a funeral and burial. Since her family had no local church affiliation, my husband was asked to do the service. As he prepared, Mike asked about the person who had passed and her family. He discovered this fifty-eight year old person was disabled and had been cared for by her elderly parents all of her life. By this time, their age prevented them from traveling. Still, they wanted their child to rest in peace with their other departed family members. One day, these parents will do the same.
In spite of their own advanced ages and their daughter’s difficult life, these parents deeply grieved her loss. At the same time, they couldn’t help sharing the bit of joy their daughter offered them at the end of her life. “Just before Ella passed away, she told us that she was going with Jesus and she smiled. How can we cry after hearing that?” Mike responded by sharing the homily he would offer at Ella’s service with her parents. This time, he knew there was no need to persuade mourners that their loved one had embraced eternal life. He simply mourned with them and smiled with them over what they now knew to be true.
Gentle God, touch the hearts of every parent who has lost a child with a glimpse of the peace Ella shared with her mom and dad.
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