Thoughts at a funeral…
Odell Nolen passed away last week. Some of you may recall her as the mother, grandmother and great-grandmother of good friends of ours, Janice, Denise and Rob. Yesterday her life was celebrated in what we call a funeral, with heart-warming old hymns – Precious Memories and Tell Momma I’ll Be There, a masterful message by her home pastor, and the highlight, a string of “open-mike” eulogies, approaching double digits. Not having any assigned duties was wonderful. I got to sit back and soak it all in. Hopefully some of it soaked into me! Observing eulogies can be quite enlightening!
Listening without distraction, both head and heart, I was motivated to join the chorus. Ultimately, I didn’t. (Taking a hint from Peter’s example at the Transfiguration (Mark 9:2-8Mark 9:2-8
English: Contemporary English Version (1999) - CEV
The True Glory of Jesus
2 . Six days later Jesus took Peter, James, and John with him. They went up on a high mountain, where they could be alone. There in front of the disciples, Jesus was completely changed.
3 And his clothes became much whiter than any bleach on earth could make them.
4 Then Moses and Elijah were there talking with Jesus.
5 Peter said to Jesus, “Teacher, it is good for us to be here! Let us make three shelters, one for you, one for Moses, and one for Elijah.”
6 But Peter and the others were terribly frightened, and he did not know what he was talking about.
7 ; ; . The shadow of a cloud passed over and covered them. From the cloud a voice said, “This is my Son, and I love him. Listen to what he says!”
8 At once the disciples looked around, but they saw only Jesus.), some moments are just too precious to interrupt!) But I knew exactly what I would’ve said. Based on my own interactions with her, one passage kept flashing its neon sign in my mind:
The Word became flesh and made his dwelling among us. We have seen his glory, the glory of the One and Only, who came from the Father, full of grace and truth.
John 1:14John 1:14
English: Contemporary English Version (1999) - CEV
14 The Word became
a human being
and lived here with us.
We saw his true glory,
the glory of the only Son
of the Father.
From him all the kindness
and all the truth of God
have come down to us.
“Full of grace and truth.” What a rich description, the very core of the character of Jesus as depicted by one of his dearest and closest earthly companions. Not a bad eulogy! And Odell was surely “full of grace and truth.” She was old, and the congregation at her funeral was, for the most part, old as well. Her church home was a very traditional Baptist church, much like the church in which I grew up. It’s an organ, piano and choir church, an offering-taking, invitation-giving, pulpit-centered fellowship. When a traditionalist like Odell stepped into Metrocrest Community Church for the occasional family visit, what on earth did she think about guitars, drums, no hymnals and almost no (traditional) hymns, a humble little offering basket that sat on the back wall, and no invitation? She could’ve easily thought “too loud… too irreverent” and maybe even “compromised.” Never, not once, did I ever feel or hear anything but sincere kindness and grace and even affection from this dear old soul. She was truly “full of grace and truth” – just like her Jesus!
It’s too late for the late Odell Nolen to change her eulogy. I suspect, if in God’s kindness she got to sneak a peek, she wouldn’t have wanted to. Thank God she doesn’t need to, not even a word! Perhaps I’ll learn a thing or two from a grand lady, one who herself learned a thing or two from her grand Savior. They are joyously celebrating that together right now!
