We attended a viewing tonight of my aunt who died May 2.
It was heartwarming to hear the reflections of those who knew her, of the impact she had on their lives. But what I personally enjoyed was the celebrating of her going home through praise and worship.
There’s always been something liberating about the way VOC worships. It’s unhindered, without care, done with complete abandonment.
The freedom of the worship reminded me that death isn’t forever, that it’s just for a moment, that we will meet again.
So it isn’t really “goodbye.” It’s more like “see you later.”