Monday, April 25, 2011

Questions About Funerals

Years ago, I had a dear friend who was 79 years old and still working in the church nursery every service.   We called her Grandma Parmer and she diapered every baby in the church for 30 years.  One Sunday morning I was volunteering in the nursery.  Grandma Parmer sat in her rocking chair reflecting on something deep.  Finally she looked up at me.

"Theresa, I had to go to a funeral yesterday.  That person was only 54 years old."  She said.

"I'm sorry."

"I just have one question for you."  She said with a wrinkled brow.  "Where do all these people find time to die?  I just don't seem to have the time."

Sure enough, she lived several more years before she "found time to die."
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