I Went To A Funeral TodayI went to the funeral of a good friend today. I had no interest in getting close to the corpse. My friend is dead. The body is of no use anymore. What I suppose was of use was the service itself. It was some kind of protestant thing. I can handle the Catholic, Episcopal, Methodist, and Lutheran services just fine, but this free form stuff gets my goat.
He started by referrencing all over the Bible, from Lamentations to Revelations. Once he hit that book, I was close to the end. But then...
The minister said he did not know my friend, that he was speaking from the memories relayed to him by the family, and then he proceeded to imagine his way into my friend's life, including sound effects, and he just would not stop. Then, as we were all going, he decided to "comfort" a family member who was holding it together just fine. The poor man just exploded into a waling mess. Thanks, Mr Minister.
Maybe I am just mean-spirited. This is a good possibility. I was a bible-thumper once myself. I don't like seeing vulnerable people shaken up like that. I don't think it helps. I wish I thought they were being played, but I think that the guy really thought he was being helpful. I can't see how anybody would find that sort of thing helpful. I wanted to punch him and tell him to shut up.