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My Eulogy
Posted On: 10/01/2006 02:07:14
So I went to a funeral this morning. I decided to write my OWN eulogy. Is that how you spell eulogy? Maybe it's Ulogee? Anyway, here it goes. Here it goes: She loved her kids and was a good mother. She was crazy about her husband and was a good wife. His life is better because she was a good helpmate. They have had an awesome life together. Her children honor her and call her blessed. She was proud of them and they are Godly. Her children are wise and strong in the Lord. She loved her church and served the kingdom with gladness. She was wise and remained teachable, correctable and received instruction right up until the time she kicked the bucket. What she put her hand to prospered. She was a praying woman and loved the Word of God. She was kind and gentle. Her friends knew her as humorous, loyal and quirky. Her spiritual children knew her as fun, loving, truthful and prayerful. Because of her, lives are changed for the better. She was misunderstood at times, but leaned on God because she trusts Him. She was a solid leader and could serve or lead with integrity. She made people laugh. She was an encourager. She finally lost all that weight she'd been meaning to lose for years. She was real and true. _____________________________________ Now, I wrote all of that because that is what I want to be said about me when I leave this world and enter the home I have dreamed of for so long.(heaven) Is my eulogy egostical? Is it not humble? No, it is what I desire to be right now. So, with my eulogy in mind, I must be all of those things I want said about me right now and aspire to be all God has made me to be so that at the end the truth will be all of the wonderful things I said above. I'm living out my eulogy right now. PS: I wouldn't mind video being played of me with those I love the most. Show videos of me being crazy with the kids. Show me jumping on the trampoline, falling off of logs, show me on stage acting silly.... At my funeral, celebrate the gift of Joy that God has given to me. (You can cry a little too, since I know you are going to miss me, but don't do it too long. There's a lot of life to live out there and you are working on your eulogy too.) Was this blog depressing? I hope not. I hope it's encouraging.


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