Remembering and Celebrating
By way of closing this week’s series about my Grandma’s passing, I thought I would share the prayer and reflection that I wrote as a part of her service. I hope that it serves to honor her life and faith, and the hope we share in Christ.
As we come into your presence, we seek your comfort in our mourning. In our time of loss may we look to you to be our rock,
and our life.
As we remember the life of Emma Nichols,
wife, mother, sister, grandmother and friend,
help us to find peace in the knowledge that she is your child,
and that her coming and her going,
her life and her death,
are all precious in your sight.
We pray now that your Spirit would move freely among us as as we remember, and would minister to each of us according to our needs.
We ask all this in the name of Christ Jesus, our hope in this life and forevermore.
I lift up my eyes to the mountains—
where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord,
the Maker of heaven and earth.
He will not let your foot slip—
he who watches over you will not slumber;
indeed, he who watches over Israel
will neither slumber nor sleep.
The Lord watches over you—
the Lord is your shade at your right hand;
the sun will not harm you by day,
nor the moon by night.
The Lord will keep you from all harm—
he will watch over your life;
the Lord will watch over your coming and going
both now and forevermore.
How great it is to know that as we gather today to celebrate the life and mourn the loss of Emma Nichols, we do so in the presence of a loving God who promises to watch over our live’s both now and forevermore.
While the parting of one so loved always brings with it sadness, we have hope in the knowledge that Emma’s life was secure forevermore in Christ. For in Christ Jesus, God has laid to rest the final sting of death in exchange for hope of life eternal.
It is this life that Grandma now knows in full as a holy one of God. And through Jesus we can share in the declaration of the Psalmist who reminds us that even the death of his holy ones is precious in the sight of a loving God who authors life forevermore. May this be our lasting hope and comfort as we grieve the loss of one who meant so much as a wife, a mother, a sister, a grandmother, and a friend.