Today I took part in my second funeral as a minister. I felt much more comfortable with this one than with the first, mainly because I had gone through the process once before. I know I still have a lot to learn. I’m not that great at knowing when it’s good to bring God into the conversation and when it’s good just to “small talk” or not talk at all.
With so many people in the family, it’s still hard to know who to pay most attention to, if anyone. It’s still funny to hear people say, “You’re the minister?! No way! You can’t be more than 15 years old.” I love that.
The woman who passed away was 87 years old and had been a member of our church for over 50 years. Extremely devoted to Christ and to her family. She will be missed by many of our church family.