This morning was the funeral for Pop. It was quite good. Some of it seemed a little strange to me, even besides the minister’s robe, the candles and trying to sing to organ music, (I can never find a beat in organ music to sing to!). There seemed to be a lot of talk about getting in touch with your feelings and your relationship with Syd (my Pop’s name was Sydney Beatty, Sydney after the HMAS Sydney that engaged the German battleship Emden in WW1 and Beatty after an officer, not sure which one now). I guess I would like to put the God thing on a bit more strongly because it helps people to think that while we are saying that Pop has gone to heaven (and I pray that he has) and we commit Pop to God that they too will die one day and should think about their place before God.
I read Romans 8:38-39, which is one of my favourites. So the love of God through Jesus Christ was mentioned and the minister did a talk. I don’t remember the finer details of it but it was fairly good. When my aunt mentioned the reading later she said that my uncle was starting Romans in his bible study this week. Oh my goodness! My uncle is in a bible study – totally excellent!
Justin played a song on the piano which was nice. They couldn’t find his music when they go to the church so people were looking through hymn books for him. They found it and he played it well. Nan really appreciated it. There was one little hitch that I’m sure Justin noticed more than anyone else but that happens to us all, especially when we only recently learned the song and then have unfamiliar music. I’m proud of him.
On the way out behind the casket Nan fainted. Poor thing, she was crying a lot, understandably, and she was shaking the whole service. I think it was just emotions because there didn’t seem to be any damage when she came to and the ambulance people let her come to the RSL for lunch afterwards. They were very thorough though, they hooked her up to things in the vehicle to make sure her heart was okay and everything. I think some of my tears during the service were for her alone. A spouse dying must be a terrible thing that I don’t want to experience.
Lunch was sandwiches, spring rolls, dim sims, pies and sausage rolls. It was simple and appreciated. Nan seemed to be doing well. She did say something about not letting her sons put her away. She doesn’t look after herself when she’s alone though, she doesn’t feed herself properly which is probably why she’s in hospital. I hope that God gives them strength and wisdom the love they need to show and for the decisions they need to make.
This afternoon I went to the doctor and one of the things we talked about was moodiness. I think that she doesn’t think I have depression, and I’m inclined to agree. She said that exercise will help a lot in improving my mood and emotional capacity. So I’m looking forward to doing more exercise. I went for a run-jog-walk this evening. It was good. I also went through my kata for karate, there’s a tournament on Sunday. My cousin has lost heaps of weight. She looks great! She looked beautiful before but at the moment she looks really healthy, she has obviously lost heaps of weight but doesn’t look scrawny or sunken at all. I often find that when some people lose weight their face looks a bit sunken, she is gorgeous though. So hopefully I will get fitter and lose a bit of weight in a healthy way and be happier. Healthier, happier and heaven bound! Yeah, that’s a bit lame; I was trying to find something to do with focusing on Jesus, hope works but you could easily take it the wrong way and have hope in anything… then again someone could think heaven bound means dying – it doesn’t.
When I start to rant and ramble like this it’s a sure sign that I should stop writing. 😀
