Leonardo"s Notebook by Mattheus Mei

I have been impressed with the urgency of doing. Knowing is not enough; we must apply. Being willing is not enough; we must do.

Saturday, February 09, 2008

Missing My Meme

What a precious and gift and high honor to have a grandparent.

Juanita 'Tillie' Kelly Butler December 7, 1930 - February 9, 2008

The Eulogy: The Gospel of Meme

Today my Meme went to join my Pas in Heaven. I'm missing her, but I'm glad I got to see her and speak with her this morning. To tell her I love her, and to hear her say that she loves me. I'm going to miss her and as suprising as the days events were, to loose her so quickly without the long drawn out struggle that was witnessed with my Pas' passing, I know forever she'll be in my heart - holding me close just like she did when I was a little kid, just like she did even this last Christmas, and even today in her most fragile of states telling me that she loves me.

I love you Meme.

From the Office of the Dead, from a letter by Saint Braulio, bishop:

Lazarus our friend is sleeping. In saying this, Christ who is the hope of all believers refers to the departed as those who are asleep. By no means does he regard them as dead.

Paul the apostle does not want us to greive about those who have fallen asleep. Our faith tells us that all who believe in Christ will never die; indeed faith assures us that Christ is not dead, nor shall we die.

The Lord himself will come down from heaven and there will be the command of the archangel's voice and the sound of the trumpet; then those who were united with Christ in death will rise.

Let the hope of resurrection encourage us, then, because we shall seee again those whom we lose here below. Of course, we must continue to believe firmly in Christ; we must continue to obey his commandments. His power is so great that it is easier for him to raise the dead to life than it is for us to arouse those who are sleeping. As we are saying all these things some unknown feeling causes us to burst into tears; some hidden feeling discourages the mind which tries to trust and to hope. Such is the sad human condition; without Christ all of life is utter emptiness.

O death! You separate those who are joined to each other in marriage. You harshly and cruelly divide those whom friendship unites. But your power is broken. Your heinous yoke has been destroyed by the One who sternly threatened you when Hosea cride out: O Death! I shall be your death. And with the words of the Apostle we, too, deride you: O death! Where is your victory? O death! Where is your sting!

Your conqueror redeemed us. He handed himself over to wicked men so that he could transform the wicked into persons who were truly dear to him. It would take too long to narrate all the consolations intended for our benefit in the Scriptures. But by focusing our attention upon the glory of our Redeemer there is sufficient hope for our resurrection. Through faith we know that we are already risen from the dead. The Apostle writes: If we have died with Christ, we believe that we are at the same time living with him.

We do not really belong to ourselves; we belong to the One who redeemed us. Our will should always depend on his. For this reason we say in the Lord's Prayer: Your will be done. Confronted with death, the sentiments of Job should be our won: The Lord gave and the Lord took away. May his name be blessed! Let us repeat here and now what Job said, lest we turn out to be unlike him, when our time comes.

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St. Izzy said...
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St. Izzy said...

Lux æterna luceat ei, Domine, cum sanctis tuis in æternum: quia pius es.

Requiem æternam dona ei, Domine; et lux perpetua luceat ei: quia pius es.

Dogwood Dell said...

Thoughts and prayers for you and your family during this challenging time.


St. Elizabeth of Cayce said...

We were so sorry to hear about your loss. I'm glad you were able to be there with her, and with your family at this time. May all of you know the peace which passes understanding as you grieve.

We love you.
Izzy & Lizzie