Simon Smart, director of the Centre for Public Christianity, writes:
I've been attending funerals lately. Mostly of older people. As I enter my late 40s, significant figures from my childhood are disappearing at an alarming and confronting rate. Even David Bowie is gone! And friends of my parents, once vital and commanding presences, are stooped and frail and might need a hand getting up the stairs. The roll call of those departing is getting longer.
"Because I could not stop for Death/He kindly stopped for me", wrote Emily Dickinson. He eventually stops for all of us, despite our protestations and clamouring efforts to avoid him.
How do we find joy at a funeral? - The Canberra Times