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Our Souls Have Sight of That Immortal Sea

Posted by Nancy on May 14, 2008

I played the piano for a funeral yesterday.  It was for a woman from church, and it was a simple, moving ceremony.  It reminded me of more lines from Wordsworth’s “Ode: Intimations of Immortality.”

    Though nothing can bring back the hour  
Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower;  
      We will grieve not, rather find  
      Strength in what remains behind;  185
      In the primal sympathy  
      Which having been must ever be;  
      In the soothing thoughts that spring  
      Out of human suffering;  
      In the faith that looks through death,  190
In years that bring the philosophic mind.

The woman’s daughter was understandably distraught, but when it was mentioned she had four other chidlren I couldn’t help but wonder where they were?  How could they not attend their mother’s funeral?

The unfathomable was explained when I found out she had been married more than once, and her four other children lived on the west coast where their father also lived.  He passed away two days before she did.  They had just planned and attended his funeral.

Then the unfathomable became how anyone could withstand the grief of losing both parents at the same time, far apart. 

I am so glad to have a gift of faith, the gift of gospel understanding that puts life, and by extension death, into its proper perspective.  What is a loss to us is an eternal gain for the spirit involved.

I am glad I chose to stay for the whole service, even though I had a township meeting shortly afterward that needed some last minute preparation.  I needed the spiritual affirmation that came from such a simple, heartfelt service celebrating the spiritual progress of one of God’s daughters.


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