Farewell

I was driving Grace and Zac to their first soccer games of the season today.

We happened to drive by a cemetery on our way.

There was a funeral going on.

Grace said sweetly, "Look mom, they're having a FAREWELL."

Perfectly said by a sweet 9 year old.

For those of you who are unfamiliar with this.....

When a 19 year old young man is ready to leave to serve a two year mission,

the Sunday before he leaves, he speaks in church. He shares his thoughts and testimony.

Friends and family gather.

This day is called his FAREWELL.

A good bye of sorts, but knowing that they will see him again when his service is over.

So, in a sense, FUNERALS should actually be called FAREWELLS.

It is a good bye of sorts, but knowing that we will see them again.

One day.

Because families are forever.

So, next time you find yourself at a funeral.

Just think.

It is just a FAREWELL.

Til' we meet again.