Today we said goodbye to Jennifer with the angels once more in attendance in a packed church with standing room only. They brought comfort and peace and collected in return tears and laughter. The angels took those thanksgivings mixed them with the prayers the hymns and readings she choose for the occasion into a final memory of her faith and sense of fun a worthy offering indeed to the God in whom she believed.
What good is sitting alone in your room?
Come hear the music play.
Life is a Cabaret, old chum,
Come to the Cabaret.
sat beautifully beside Paul’s words to the Romans:
If we live, we live to the Lord, and if we die, we die to the Lord; so then, whether we live or whether we die, we are the Lord’s. For to this end Christ died and lived again, so that he might be Lord of both the dead and the living. 14:8-9
and Anna Sewell’s words from Black Beauty, Jennifer’s favourite book:
My troubles are over, and I am finally home.
Jennifer has left to go home, but the party continues just as she would have wanted it, although I am not sure she ever imagined those cakes! (You had to be there.)
And the angels, well they stayed to party then accompanied ‘G’ back to a home that will never quite be the same again, ensuring that he isn’t sitting alone and the music of the angels are never far away.