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One of my very best nurse friends lost her husband this past week.  I went to the funeral today.  I have to tell you, it was REALLY hard for me.  For several reason.

1.  I’ve never been to anything other than a Mormon funeral.  Believe me, I’ve been to a heck-o-lot o’ those… but I actually came home and googled it last night after work, just to know what to expect.

2.  It was really different  Painfully different.  I can’t really put into words how thankful I am for my own faith, my own faith family, and that I have a relationship with God that helps me through times.  I have a hard time with the incense, the decorations, the chairs, the readings, the singing.  It’s hard to put it into words.  I hope that Grace recieved strength and peace from it.  I love her so.

3.  The worst part is how the whole thing revolved around praying for him.  I’m not exactly sure why he needs our prayers now.  I feel like he’s faught the good fight and now it’s over and he is at peace (her husband had a world of medical problems for about the last 4-5 years).  I don’t get that.

4.  I was sad how they didn’t talk about how God is there for her.  She is still fighting the fight.  I am going to compose a letter and bake her some bread.  In it, I’m going to include some thoughts from this blog entry where I talked about how Jesus knows all of our suffering.  He’s not there just for the dying, he’s there to help us live.  I love him, I know he loves Grace.  I hurt for her.  I know he can take that away… for both of us.  Everything I want to say to her sounds so hokey and contrived…  I know I can continue to pray for her, and pray for ideas on how to help her.

5.  I’m not a lover of ceremony.  I like genuine thoughts from the heart.  I have a feeling I’d have to get over that if I ever converted. 

As a side note, and a thought of how lucky I am… Drew’s birthday is today.  I’m so thankful he’s here in this earth with me and I am so grateful for him.  We even had lunch today.  That never happens.  And when I say never, I mean ever.  The stars aligned.

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  1. says

    Yes. I agree, a nice missionary opportunity, or at least a chance to share what YOU know.

    I don’t like non-Mormon funerals…they are HARD. My grandpa’s funeral nearly killed me.

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