Funerals

I just went to a funeral yesterday for my great aunt. Funny story-I didn't actually know that she was my aunt until a few years ago. Her name was Elaine Putnam. We called her, "Aunt Elaine". But when you say it fast, it sounds like, Ann-Elaine. So, to me, that was her name-Ann-Elaine. Just a few years back, my sister informed my brother and I that she was in fact, our great "Aunt" Elaine. I'm a dummy.
It was a beautiful funeral. We sang, we cried, we laughed, and most of all we rejoiced that she is in a better place. I have attended two really great funerals in the last couple of months, and both I have been privileged to be a part of. Maybe this is a bit morbid, but, I'm kind of jealous of Aunt Elaine. I had to lead a song that I didn't know yesterday at the funeral-Hand in Hand with Jesus. Maybe it's a bit cheesy and old school, but life will be so much easier that way.