Memorial Service
Christopher B. Harbin
John 11:21-37
We gather here to today for several reasons. We gather to bid farewell to a loved one who has passed from this life to the next. We gather to support family and friends of Peggy Bost Strube in this beginning phase of their grief in her passing. We gather to gain encouragement for ourselves in light of our own sense of mortality in the face of death. We gather to join our hearts with one another and seek to understand the imponderables of life with all its uncertainty.
Grief hits each of us differently. We have each lost someone different in Peggy's passing. For some, she was mother. To others, she was grandmother, sister, aunt, great-aunt, mother-in-law, friend, club member, traveling partner, church member, neighbor, and beautician. We will miss different aspects of who Peggy was in accord with our individual relationships with her, the memories, and the stories of our varied experiences with her.
Death has always been for us to process. From time immemorial, we have struggled to make sense of death even as we struggle to make sense of life. Faith calls us to seek answers in God, but we are not always comfortable with those answers. We struggle with faith, because while we want to trust God, it is difficult to set aside our druthers to embrace what God has for us.
Peggy lived a full life, having celebrated over fifty years of marriage, reared three children, and helped see six grandchildren on their way. She consistently affirmed her love for her family, even if she were angry with them. Peggy was a cook, a seamstress, a beautician. Sunday dinner every other week was a mainstay she insisted on. When she was no longer able to do the cooking, she would write out the menu as see that Sherry followed her instructions.
Peggy like to travel, sometimes taking the six grandchildren along with her. She liked to do and to go. When she fell and hurt her back, she determined to recover her strength, walk ...
Christopher B. Harbin
John 11:21-37
We gather here to today for several reasons. We gather to bid farewell to a loved one who has passed from this life to the next. We gather to support family and friends of Peggy Bost Strube in this beginning phase of their grief in her passing. We gather to gain encouragement for ourselves in light of our own sense of mortality in the face of death. We gather to join our hearts with one another and seek to understand the imponderables of life with all its uncertainty.
Grief hits each of us differently. We have each lost someone different in Peggy's passing. For some, she was mother. To others, she was grandmother, sister, aunt, great-aunt, mother-in-law, friend, club member, traveling partner, church member, neighbor, and beautician. We will miss different aspects of who Peggy was in accord with our individual relationships with her, the memories, and the stories of our varied experiences with her.
Death has always been for us to process. From time immemorial, we have struggled to make sense of death even as we struggle to make sense of life. Faith calls us to seek answers in God, but we are not always comfortable with those answers. We struggle with faith, because while we want to trust God, it is difficult to set aside our druthers to embrace what God has for us.
Peggy lived a full life, having celebrated over fifty years of marriage, reared three children, and helped see six grandchildren on their way. She consistently affirmed her love for her family, even if she were angry with them. Peggy was a cook, a seamstress, a beautician. Sunday dinner every other week was a mainstay she insisted on. When she was no longer able to do the cooking, she would write out the menu as see that Sherry followed her instructions.
Peggy like to travel, sometimes taking the six grandchildren along with her. She liked to do and to go. When she fell and hurt her back, she determined to recover her strength, walk ...
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