The mist that drifts away at dawn, leaving but dew in the fields, shall rise and gather into a cloud and then fall down in rain. From The Prophet, Kahlil Gibran (1883-1931)
The entire universe can be reduced to electromagnetic waves, and our uniqueness is lost. But perishing is not an end. Surely all things resonate forever in one form or another. Anon.
The liturgy for the dead is an Easter Liturgy. It finds all its meaning in the resurrection. Because Jesus was raised from the dead, we, too, shall be raised.
The liturgy, therefore, is characterized by joy, in the certainty that “neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor things present, nor things to come, nor powers, nor height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God in Christ Jesus our Lord”
So let us not grieve. Let us celebrate.
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