I went to a funeral today. Not my favorite thing to do, but
necessary. My very good friend Gary lost
his dad. His name was Felipe. I had only
met his dad once but knew of him and heard great stories about him all the
time. As I sat in the back row of the
sanctuary, waiting for the service to begin, I focused my attention on the two
large screens up front which were streaming a slide show of Felipe’s life. The screens showed Felipe with tons of
different family members, in tons of different places, in every picture! Wow, I thought, “I didn’t realize how big
Gary’s family actually was.” And then I
looked around the room which was packed full of the same people that I had been
watching on the screens!
It is often said that families only gather for weddings
and funerals, which sadly, is often the case.
But not this family! Felipe made
sure that his family was around himself and each other for more than just “major
events”. Family members shared touching
stories about their dad, grandpa, uncle and friend, including a handwritten
note by a granddaughter that was read by her dad. When the note was finished, (and there wasn’t
a dry eye in the place), it was clear that Gary’s dad was close to everyone in
the family from the oldest to the youngest.
A lot of people think of their family members as giant
pains or huge inconveniences that they would rather not be around if they had
their choice. And sadly, I think that
happens in the family of God. “Let’s
skip life group tonight, those people are nuts”. “I’m tired of seeing the same
people week in and week out”. Have you
ever heard that? Have you ever said
that? When we say those things or at
least think those things, it proves that we don’t get it. God wants us to surround ourselves with our
families so that we can laugh together, play together, eat together, cook
together, cry together, learn together, pray together………………be a family
together! Gary’s dad understood the
importance of family and I saw it today at his funeral. Felipe got it! How bout you???
Frank
P. Zummo
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