A funny position...
... I thought I would never find myself in, as a Catholic woman: it never ceases to bewilder and awe me that I lead funeral services. When Fr. K and Deacon C are unavailable, I (or my co-worker, mom of tinuviellen and valancy_s) am brought in to do funeral and wake services. The fact that I speak the last words that are said about a person before they are laid to rest, that a family looks to me to offer words of comfort and prayer, that I am considered a spiritual leader in any way at a time of grief and loss!!--somewhat frightens and completely humbles me. What a responsibility! How unequal to the task I am! Yet, I am prevented from being overwhelmed by this when I recognize that I am called only to speak God's words to people-- the beautiful prayers and scriptures that have been used again and again to speak of comfort to the bereaved, and of hope for eternal life for those who have passed. If I can get myself out of the way, they may hear God.