What color clothing do you wear to the funeral of a good woman?
The funeral of a woman you barely remember, but who influenced your life and others so profoundly that her and her husband's initial investments still reverberate with deep, sonorous echoes in lives throughout the city and country.
Is she most honored with the deeply respectful black dress clothes? Or, is it more appropriate to dress to celebrate a life well lived and a reward and reunion finally gained?
The funeral was small. Her death unheralded. And, for the most part, not unexpected. The tiny funerary chapel was nearly filled with attendees who- if their sartorial choices were any indication- represented the spectrum of class, occupation, and background.
And as the old story was told again, several points became clear in the repetition.
- You can trust Him, a life based on that trust is witness and proof to that truth.
- Spiritual investment demands and expects a return.
- Resources are tools. You can't outgive God.
Think, it was said, of how different her and her husband's lives would have been if they hadn't spent thousands, upon thousands of dollars feeding other people's children.
How different my life would have been were it not for that investment.
