A Generation Fades

When you are sorrowful
look into your heart
and you shall see that
you are weeping
for that which has been
your delight
~ Kahlil Gibran

I dragged myself from my sick bed this morning to go to a funeral of a woman who helped welcome me to my parish many years ago. She was a woman who sought justice and loved mercy. She and I served on a committee together for a short time. She had a smile that welcomed people on a deep level, with eyes that twinkled.

I sat through the funeral, remembering so many of the elders of my parish who laid down the foundations of the good work we do here: Hugh, Louise, Eva, Ted, Gert…and the list goes on. I could not help but feel sadness at the tremendous loss. As I was leaving the church I saw another pillar of the church and stopped by to greet him and his wife. I have been blessed by people taking me under their wings, mentoring me, and encouraging me to take on leadership roles.

This parish has meant so much to me and given me more than I could ever imagine. I watch as a generation gently fades and heads Home. May God welcome them as they have welcomed me.

Peace,

Suzanne