Remember the Living
The reply of Jesus to the potential disciple who asked Jesus to wait for Him to bury his father, “Let the dead bury the dead” Matt 8:27 seems very harsh, especially harsh at this time of the year as we celebrate Memorial Day and remember departed friends, relatives and military casualties. It was not disrespect for the dead but, rather ultimate respect for the living that prompted the words of Jesus. It is respect for the simple truth of life that service rendered is of little value to those we love when they are dead. Kindness that is shown to those who have passed on to eternal life is like the rain which comes after the crops have been destroyed by the summer heat.
The love we offer to the dead, the eulogies, the wreaths and the epitaphs do little to bless the lives of the departed. We should remember them with great fondness, but how much better would be memory if we had shared our fond thoughts about them while they were still living. Most often we withhold our encouragement and affection from the living, waiting for the right moment to express our love, waiting, procrastinating, keeping ourselves busy with the irrelevancies of life until the last moment which we could do something is gone. The flowers which we could have given are now bought as wreaths, appreciation we could have shared with our parents are now a part of a funeral eulogy and the undelivered expressions of love which could have made somebody’s day are now engraved on gravestones.
George Childs made this challenge to us. “Do not keep alabaster to boxes of your love and tenderness sealed up until your parents and friends are dead. Fill their lives with sweetness. Speak approving, cheering words while their ears can hear them; and their hearts can be thrilled and made happier by them.”
We need to remember the living while there is time. Perhaps someone is waiting in a nursing home for a visit you have been putting off. Perhaps you owe someone a debt of unpaid gratitude, a teacher, a minister, a friend, a parent, or a spouse, a debt that may remain unpaid unless we act now.
Soon, and very soon, the best we have known will be beyond our reach, and our opportunity to bless them with our love will be buried with them.
So, let the eulogies be written upon the fleshy chambers of our hearts. Let our wreaths be the gentle words and caresses placed around the necks of those loved ones who can still appreciate their fragrance.