"As they passed the rows of houses they saw through the open doors that men were sweeping and dusting and washing dishes, while the women sat around in groups, gossiping and laughing. "What has happened?" the Scarecrow asked a sad-looking man with a bushy beard, who wore an apron and was wheeling a baby-carriage along the sidewalk. "Why, we've had a revolution, your Majesty -- as you ought to know very well," replied the man; "and since you went away the women have been running things to suit themselves. I'm glad you have decided to come back and restore order, for doing housework and minding the children is wearing out the strength of every man in the Emerald City." "Hm!" said the Scarecrow, thoughtfully. "If it is such hard work as you say, how did the women manage it so easily?" "I really do not know," replied the man, with a deep sigh. "Perhaps the women are made of cast-iron.""

- L. Frank Baum, "The Land of Oz"
Don't Wait For The Funeral

I have a book in my office entitled “Just As Long As I’m Riding Up Front.” The title comes from a story in the book where a funeral director asks a pastor if he is willing to ride in the hearse on the way to the cemetery. The title was the pastor's response. Though the line makes me smile, I also know that funerals are hard. And they are far harder for the ones who are left behind than the one who died!

I have officiated at many funerals and I’d like to share some things I’ve learned from being a part of so many. There’s a story about an old seminary professor who was standing by himself after his wife’s funeral. Someone came up to him and said, “I’m sorry you lost your wife.” The grieving husband replied, “She’s not the one who’s lost. I know where she is. I’m the one who feels lost.” So often this exactly how we feel at the funeral of a loved one.

First of all, things go by in a blur. There are people who have to be notified. There are arrangements that have to be made. And during the few days leading up to the funeral things can be a bustle of activity. Family members fly in for the service. People drop by the house bringing food. There are decisions and family conferences and visits and phone calls and cards and… where is the time to grieve? Often times the hardest part about a funeral is the first few days after. When most people go back to “normal” and you are left alone. Knowing that, please remember those who have lost loved ones in the days, weeks and even months that follow. Don’t let your phone calls and encouraging words dry up. They still need them.

Second, when planning a service it can be hard determining how to do it. One question I get sometimes is, “Who is the funeral for? Is it for the one who died or for those who are left behind?” I believe that it’s really for those who are left behind. They are the ones who need comfort, encouragement, strength and hope. At the same time, it is important to honor the departed’s wishes in order to honor them. Honoring their wishes at their funeral is way that we can show how much we love them. But some wishes are unreasonable or just can't be honored. In that case, I just remind the family that the service is really for them, and that they should do the best they can within reason to honor final requests, but all they can do is all they have to do.

For me funerals are bittersweet. It’s hard watching families grieve as they say goodbye. But it’s also encouraging when I see families cling to each other and lean on one another during such times. Funerals can be a time when old differences and disagreements are put aside. They can be a time when people remember what is really important and reassess their priorities.

Take someone along with you to the funeral home when you make arrangements. If you are in the midst of grieving, you probably aren't thinking clearly. I appreciate funeral homes and their directors. They are good people who are there to help you...and make a living. Don't let them sell you the triple-deluxe-super casket with down pillows, air-conditioning and 500 year warranty.

Let people bring you food. You don't want to be cooking right now. I know, you might end up with 5 extra platters of chicken dishes, but better to have extra... If you are the food bringer, don't say, "call if you need anything." They won't. But do plan on bringing the food and call ahead to make sure it is a good time to bring it. Also don't put the food in anything they have to wash and return. Put it all in disposable containers. You wouldn't want to be doing dishes at a time like this and neither do they.

Don't wait and watch the casket being lowered into the ground. That's a final image you don't need to carry in your memory the rest of your life. Your kids don't need that image either. Don't linger at the cemetery too long.

It's OK to do things differently. You don't have to follow tradition. You don't have to do what you think everyone else expects. The funeral is for you and those who are left behind. Do what helps you. You don't have to do the 3 hour visitation if you don't want to. You don't have to have the casket open if you don't want it to be. You are in charge.

Some families now have a small graveside service for family only FIRST, and then have the big service at the church. That way you are ending on a note of victory.

And feel free to grieve in your own way. In every family, there is one person who never cries, and there is one person who can't stop crying. That's OK. Don't whisper to each other about it. Let them grieve in their own way. As for you, it's OK to laugh. Don't feel guilty. Tell those funny stories. They are gifts from God. It's also OK to cry. Don't feel guilty for that either. Tears are a gift from God also. It doesn't mean that you are a bad Christian, or that you are being "selfish because that person is in heaven now." It hurts because they were special to you.

Regret makes grief harder. If you are deciding whether or not to go see that loved one on final time at the hospital, figure out what you would most regret NOT doing.

Don't forget the children. This probably deserves a whole different post, but briefly: Don't lie. Speak simply and literally. Don't dwell on it. Don't project your feelings onto them. Remember the regret advice above. Don't make your kids mad at you for years because you didn't let them talk to Grandma. On the other hand, you know your kids, and it's your job to protect them from what they can't handle. It's a tough balancing act, I know, but that's your challenge.

I have two closing words of advice. First, don’t wait for your own funeral. Get the will done now. Buy life insurance now. Make your funeral arrangements ahead of time if you can. Leave final instructions somewhere. Let your loved ones know how they can honor you. But as you do that, remember the service isn’t really for you, it’s for them, but they will welcome the chance to honor you. Write a letter to be read at your funeral. I have only seen it happen a few times, but when someone leaves a letter behind, it gives more encouragement than you can imagine.

Second, don’t wait for anybody else’s funeral either. You can gather with your siblings, uncles, aunts and cousins for other reasons. Funerals don’t have to be the only times you see each other. But you have to get up and go plan something. Also you can tell people how you feel about them while their still alive. Don’t wait until the eulogy. Write a letter now. Make a phone call now. Tell that person today, so that you never have to say “I wish I had said that sooner.”

Many of you have been the widow/grieving child etc... what advice do you have? What did people do for you that was helpful? What did people do that was unhelpful? Is there anything you wish you had done differently? Is there anything that God really used to bless and comfort you during your difficult time?

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Comments on "Don't Wait For The Funeral":
1. Roy - 04/22/2009 10:40 am CDT

This is the kind of wisdom that I wish churches systematically taught. Maybe bits and pieces in sermons over the years, but even a specially aimed Sunday School class, taught every decade.

My mom came to Christ only 2 yrs before she died. Just 6 weeks before she died, she had abdominal symptoms. 2 weeks later learned it was pancreatic cancer. She had never been equipped to fight the spiritual battle of the next weeks. Tho she 'knew whom she believed, and was persuaded', there was much else for her to sort thru.

As a result, after my return home I spoke to the elders of the church to which I belong. I asked about teaching a class: What the Bible has to say about the way you pass away, or The Christian Faces Eternity. Turns out the Book has plenty to say about tough topics such as decisions about medical expenses, making plans to allocate assets, attitudes toward one another, purposes of funerals, their arrangements.

Not at all a dead subject (nor, for Christians, morbid), the class (both times, about 10 yrs apart with 2 different groups) generated interest and participation.

I copied your writing, Phil, and put it in that class notes file.

2. Shrode - 04/22/2009 11:14 am CDT

Roy,
Thanks for that.

The class is an excellent idea.

I just reread my post imagining it being read in such a class. My suggestion would be to read only one paragraph at a time, and have the class discuss each paragraph for a while before moving on to the next one. Some of what I wrote here could be reworked as discussion questions.

3. Bob Sacamento - 04/22/2009 11:50 am CDT

There are decisions and family conferences and visits and phone calls and cards and… where is the time to grieve? Often times the hardest part about a funeral is the first few days after. When most people go back to “normal” and you are left alone.

Phillip,

I am so glad to finally hear someone else say this. From the day my mom died until the day of her funeral, it was just non-stop crap. I wouldn't have dared say it, but even the folks who were dropping by the house to give their condolences were a pain. I mean, the living room was fill with people talking about nothing for hours and me and the family were supposed to host them, as if we had nothing else on our minds???? And then the funeral came and went, and the true impact of everything started to set in, and then, when I really did need someone to talk to, no one was there. Thank you for saying this.

4. MzEllen - 04/22/2009 3:15 pm CDT

Remember to include those who have lost loved ones. In the months following my introduction to widow-hood, two of my siblings camped less than an hour away from where I live and never called because they didn't want to make me feel bad by including me in family stuff.

One of the biggest hurdles for me was learning to socialize as a suddenly single person, after years of being married. I didn't fit in with the older widows and I didn't fit in with the married folks and I didn't fit in with the divorced ones either. Make a point of making newly single people feel as though they are a welcome and valued part of the group.

5. MzEllen - 04/22/2009 3:17 pm CDT

Oh...one of the best food gifts - gift certificates. The home made food is wonderful and appreciated...the biggest point to the gift certificates is being able to just go and not have to plan.

6. Cara - 04/22/2009 3:20 pm CDT

This post is terribly apropos. I come here and read every few days. Today as I typed in the address, I thought "I wonder if I'l find anything that is going to help me feel better." This doesn't exactly warm the cockles of my heart, but it is pretty much exactly what my family needs to hear/know right now.

Then I read the comments - the first one. And now I'm bawling.

We found out 3 weeks ago my older brother (just turned 41, the day after the diagnosis) has pancreatic cancer. They did surgery 2 weeks ago. They got the pathology report yesterday. They say he has 6 months, if that.

My family has been splintered over the last decade or so, our parents divorced, etc, etc. And over the years because of different responses and dynamics and such, all of us (5 kids) have drifted apart. I don't know that it was an intentional thing - just life, business, distance. And then somehow different offenses have crept in, and you find yourself wondering how it is you haven't seen your brother in 4 years and you wonder how you'll ever bridge that gap that has kept you apart... then this.

Those gaps are gone now -but the pain that this is bringing out in all of us is gut-wrenching. Bewildering. I just want to run and run and forget that any of this is happening, or ever happened. But we can't. These arrangements have to be made, amongst the laughter of shared memories, and the tears of the same, and the realization that the clock is ticking. And I'm so sad, because we wasted SO many years. I guess we thought we had more time. What did we know.

If I could add anything, it would be to make sure that you don't let the relationships drift apart, and let family catastrophes be the only thing that reignites relationship. My little brother (not serving God) has his Facebook status this morning, "Why is it that death brings you together, but when there is none you are so far apart?" He can't handle the family dramas, but I can tell he's feeling exactly the same bewilderment that I am feeling. Why? It sucks.

Thanks for the post.

7. Milly - 04/22/2009 3:53 pm CDT


Keep a note book in the kitchen by the phone for messages, notes, and to write who came and what they brought. It’s easier to keep up with things, my sister-in-law’s idea.

Note that someone in the family always picks a fight. Give them grace. My sister snapped on me as we were getting in the car so I had her stay back while I chose the flowers for the casket.

It's nice that people want to stop by, but note that if it was a sudden death the family hasn't slept well. I had just talked my dad to sleep when so people from his work stopped by.
Also know that you may miss thanking everyone who did nice things for you. It’s ok they didn't do it to be thanked. I know that I missed several from the governor to those who stopped by.

It’s great to forgo the bringing of the chicken spaghetti and bring paper cups, plates and even toilet paper. We had more food than needed and gave a lot away. It was great to have disposables.

You’re right cry and don’t worry I cried while trying to tell Mark that I needed the singer from our church to go to my mom’s church. God bless him he listened and rallied up a group.

I don’t cry much at funerals. I was asked about it at my mom’s. She taught me to not make a fuss and I intended to give that to her at her service. So don’t ask folks, I told them how mom felt rather boldly.

Please refrain from saying those stupid things like “She’s in a better place” My mom love my son and her family and wasn’t ready to leave us. Don’t slam me with scriptures and your views. The minister had his say at the service.

8. Bird - 04/25/2009 9:43 am CDT

Don't wait and watch the casket being lowered into the ground. That's a final image you don't need to carry in your memory the rest of your life. Your kids don't need that image either. Don't linger at the cemetery too long.

I believe one of the most important photographs I've ever taken was the one of my grandfather's casket lowered to the ground. I posted it here.

To me, it helps me remember that JESUS conquered the grave.

9. Shrode - 04/26/2009 5:41 am CDT

Hey Bird,
My advice is just one guy's opinion. :) Thanks of sharing that. I defer to my other piece of advice, "Do whatever helps you most in your grief and as you say goodbye." I always do everything I can to honor the wishes of the family members and funeral directors usually do too.

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