Religious Funerals

Sample Reflections

Normally read after Holy Communion

A Letter From Heaven

To my dearest family, some things I’d like to say, but first of all to let you know that I arrived okay,
I’m writing this from heaven, where I shall dwell with God above
Where there’s no more tears or sadness there is just eternal love.
That day, I had to leave you when my life on earth was through,
God picked me up and hugged me and said “I welcome you”.
Then God gave me a list of things He wished for me to do,
And foremost on that list of mine is to watch and care for you.
When you are walking down the street and you’ve got me on your mind,
I’m walking in your footsteps only half a step behind.
And when it’s time for you to go from that body to be free,
Remember you’re not going, you’re coming here to me.
I will always love you from this land way up above,
Will be in touch soon again
p.s. God sends his love

Death Is Not The End

Death is nothing at all. I have only slipped away into the next room.
Whatever we were to each other; that we still are. Call me by my old familiar name.
Speak to me in the easy way which you always used.
Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together.
Play, smile, think of me, pray for me. Let my name be the household word that it always was.
Let it be spoken without effort. Life means all that it ever meant.
It is the same as it ever was; there is absolutely unbroken continuity.
Why should I be out of your mind because I am out of your sight?
I am but waiting for you, for an interval somewhere very near, just around the corner.
All is well. Nothing is past; nothing is lost. One brief moment and all will be as it was before,
only better, infinitely happier and forever – we will all be one in Christ.

Dear Parents

I did not die young. I lived my span of life within your body and within your love.
There are many that have lived long lives and not have been loved as me.
If you would honour me, then speak my name and number me among your family.
If you would honour me, then strive to live in love, for in that love I now live.
Never ever doubt that we will meet again.
Until that happy day I will grow with God and wait for you.

Choose To Live A Life That Matters

How will the value of your days be measured? So what will matter?
What will matter is not what you bought, but what you built;
not what you got, but what you gave.
What will matter is not your success, but your significance.
What will matter is not what you learned, but what you taught.
What will matter is every act of integrity, compassion, courage or sacrifice that enriched, empowered or encouraged others.
What will matter is not your competence, but your character.
What will matter is not how many people you knew,
but how many will feel a lasting loss when you’re gone.
What will matter is not your memories, but the memories that live in those who loved you.
Living a life that matters doesn’t happen by accident.
It’s not a matter of circumstance but of choice. Choose to live a life that matters.

Your Mother

Your mother is always with you.
She’s the whisper of the leaves as you walk down the street,
She’s the smell of certain foods you remember,
flowers you pick, the fragrance of life itself.
She’s the cool hand on your brow when you’re not feeling well,
She’s your breath in the air on a cold winter’s day.
She is the sound of the rain that lulls you to sleep,
the colours of a rainbow; she is Christmas morning.
Your mother lives inside your laughter.
She’s the place you came from, your first home,
and she’s the map you follow with every step you take.
She’s your first love, your first friend, even your first enemy,
but nothing on earth can separate you.
Not time, not space, not even death.

Afterglow

I'd like the memory of me to be a happy one,
I'd like to leave an afterglow of smiles when life is done.
I'd like to leave an echo whispering softly down the ways,
of happy times and laughing times and bright and sunny days.
I'd like the tears of those who grieve to dry before the sun,
of happy memories that I leave when life is done.

Peace at Last
by Blessed John Henry Newman

May the Lord support us all the day long, till the shades lengthen, and the evening comes,
and the busy world is hushed, and the fever of life is over, and our work is done.
Then in his mercy, may he give us a safe lodging, a holy rest, and peace at the last.
Amen