Is it because I'm old? What do you think? I went to a friend's funeral yesterday. Before I left the house to go to the funeral Mass, I took a small package of tissues. I always cry at funerals, even strangers'. I often attend Mass and sometimes the Mass is a funeral Mass.
My friend was 96 years old and we were friends for over 20 years. For some reason, I didn't shed a tear. In fact, the opposite happened. I was happy. My interior disposition was celebratory. I found myself praying "Hurrah, you made it. I'll see you soon. Say hello to our friends."
I can't wait to see my parents and siblings and friends. Alleluia! Praise be to God.
God is good.
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