My grandpa passed away on Sunday. He was a wonderful Godly man until Alzheimer's began to chip away at his memory and inhibitions 12 years ago. I am glad that he is with the Father now and he has his full capacities back, feeling better than we can even imagine. We had his funeral today, which got me thinking.....
1.Why do we spend all kinds of money on a posh box that is buried in the ground? It's a whole industry that is built on guilt. If you don't get the best casket and spend a ridiculous amount of money on it, you must not really love the deceased. In actuality, they couldn't care less. They are not in the ground, they are in one of 2 places.
2. Where did we get the tradition of bringing food to the grieving? So sorry your loved one passed, here's a casserole. Don't get me wrong...I love it. I've eaten very well the past few days. It just seems a little odd, don't you think?
Just some thoughts.