Yesterday my wife and I attended the funeral of a friend that we will miss dearly. We still hear the echo of his deep voice in our ears, singing to the God he loved and served so well for so long. We will carry the memory of his smile and kind words with us as a precious treasure for the rest of our lives.
It’s hard to say goodbye.
It’s hard, but we need to do it. We need to remember, and grieve. We need to look back with thankfulness and look forward with hope.
But who can dare to look forward at a funeral?
Who can see beyond the finality of death?
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