the day i truly start to believe funerals are a celebration of life, thanking God for allowing that very special person to be in your life the time He allowed them to be, and not an occasion primarily of sadness and mourning (though these things are normal reactions, we're human), i will be less reluctant about attending.
if things go the way God intended, you know, everyone accept Jesus as their savior so they will have everlasting life, this belief would be more easily acceptable, but there is sin in the world, (which many people actually prefer to live in) and this belief is unfortunately just an ideal. so for some people, funerals are actually sad occasions, spiritually, but whether the person was saved or not, just take try to remember the good memories and lessons you can take from that special person.
r.i.p. to my middle school, random three week boyfriend. maybe it was a good thing we lost contact because i only have good memories.....mr. haynes fussing you out in gym class, you seeing me in the hallway and changing your direction to walk with me, and that smile was worth a million, your whole face lit up, gosh, you were so cute!!! thankfully, i've learned no matter how young, (even middle school), no matter how different, (me from me from 2 parent home, him from unfavorable upbringing), be comfortable enough with who you are to make a strong impact on people's lives, let God's light shine, they'll remember you.
condelensces to all families involved...i loved those three weeks boy, too bad you'll never know
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