I want people to come to my funeral dressed like they are going to a wedding, wearing beautiful, bright colours … or white. And I don’t want them to be sad. And I want there to be a big feast, a wedding feast. Because when I die, it will be a wedding of sorts. I get to go to heaven and be perfectly happy with Christ!
I look forward to dying. I have since I was a little girl. But I don’t want to die just yet. I need to see my babies grow up and have babies their own first, Lord willing.
Oh, and also, I want to be cremated. Let’s not go into the theological implications of that. I’d just prefer it.
C’moooon Emeth. You are WAY too young to be thinking about stuff like this. You can update us with your funeral preferences about 60 years from now ;)
I don’t think anyone is too young to think about death. It’s the curse of sin and it can happen to anyone of us any day, anytime.
Of course, you don’t have to think about your own funeral, but I’d like people to celebrate and be happy I’m gone … in a good way. :D
Don’t worry, Em. I’ll be happy when you die.
Hm, that doesn’t quite come out right…