My Eulogy

Ever since I was young, I've thought often about my own funeral and what it would be like. I wonder who would be there, who would cry, who would eulogise me... Up until recently, all my thoughts revolved around the people that would be there and what they would do, and what they would be feeling and thinking.

But all those things are not really in my control (especially when I am dead..haha). What is in my control, to an extent, is what they say about me.. or more precisely, what kind of person I was that they are able to speak of (truthfully).

The point is not that I live a 'good' person's life so that people can say nice things about me at my funeral. It's also not so that I am loved and praised in this life (I don't do very well with praise). I hope the point always will be what God was able to accomplish through me for His glory.

"As the body without the spirit is dead, so faith without deeds is dead." - James 2:26

As lovely as it is to be eulogised as smart, happy, kind, funny, diligent or generous, to be honest, that isn't enough for me. I don't want to be generic, because generic shows nothing of Jesus. Jesus was anything but generic!

What I would want said is that I loved Jesus and showed Him to others.

If people from each of my 'circles' (church, work, family, friends, acquaintances, etc) were asked to speak at my funeral, I would love if they were all able to say that same thing: that I loved Jesus and showed Him to others.

I know my deeds alone cannot save me and that God's love for me is unchanging no matter what I do, but I think the time for spiritual nappies is over. The time for being spoonfed and taking gentle baby steps is over. It's so easy and comfortable to stay in Neverland and never grow up, but I know God is asking me to do so much more.

I'm still a far way off from this kind of consistency and maturity, but I hope that day by day, my steps are becoming bigger, my faith more sure and my life less my own.

Hope yours are too.. xx

K