Jeremiah's funeral

The Lord worked out the details and I was able to go to Wisconsin for Jeremiah's funeral. My Lt. was gracious enough to rearrange my work schedule so that I could get off work to go. God provided an affordable plane ticket. I flew to Chicago on Sunday and a friend of John and Maria's picked me up. I was not able to make it in time for the viewing Sunday afternoon, but John had arranged with the funeral director for me to be able to see Jeremiah Monday before the funeral. His casket was so tiny! It was really sad to walk in and see this itty-bitty casket, and then a tiny baby. Our humanness says that babies aren't supposed to be like that, and I know I tend to relegate dying to the "older". Anyway, Jeremiah looked just like a precious little baby and I am saddened that I will never get to know him here on earth.



The funeral was "nice", as funerals go...It was a good time of rejoicing in our hope of heaven, based on Christ's work for my salvation. It was also a testimony to God's sustaining grace, specifically for John and Maria. My 2 sister's and I sang "He Giveth More Grace". And God gave us the grace to be able to sing it. :-)

I was able to spend a few more days with John and family before I had to return to Greenville. I am grateful for the opportunity to be with them during this difficult time.