I went to a funeral tonight. Yes, another one. If I’ve counted correctly, this makes five since last July – three of them being close family members (including my dad, whom I miss more than I could have imagined. every. single. day.). There were a couple of others that I simply couldn’t bring myself to attend and fortunately had work as an excuse. Tonight’s funeral was very sweet. It was for a woman in our church who lost her battle to cancer. My pastor’s comments made it very evident that he knew…and loved…her well. As he was speaking about her, I started to think about what might be said at my funeral. Don’t get me wrong, I wasn’t necessarily being morose, I was simply wondering if I was leaving a legacy to be proud of.
I think, more than anything, I would like it to be said that I loved. Loved God, loved people. Then, I think I would like it to be said that I loved to laugh. And to make others laugh. Few things bring me joy like making someone else giggle or guffaw. (that word’s for you, bestie!) And I want it to be said that I lived. Truly lived. Lived life to the fullest. Yeah, I know….sounds like the now-turned-cliche phrase that’s been out for a few years….live, laugh, love. Or love, live, laugh. Or laugh, live, love. Oh….you get the point.
And one more thing. I want it to be said that I was a good friend. Not just to my best friend. Not just to the other people I consider close friends. A friend to…well….everyone I guess. I know that’s not technically possible, but I hope to come as close to it as i can.
There’s a song by Nichole Nordeman that says it pretty well, I think….
I want to leave a legacy
How will they remember me?
Did I choose to love? Did I point to You
To make a mark on things?
I want to leave an offering
of mercy and grace who
blessed your name unapologetically
And leave that
kind of legacy
Yes. That’s the kind of legacy I want to leave. What about you? Are you working on just getting by in life or are you working on your legacy?
Be blessed and tell someone you love them.