i cannot believe i will admit this!
i have spent past memorial days
in the cemetary, skulking around
waiting to encounter people out
and about their very personal
business of visiting the graves
of their deceased loved ones!!!
creepy in the extreme??
oh, i think so now, but
back in the days not nearly
long enough past, my best friend
in the congro was a pioneer and
i supported her regularly in service....
after a CO visit, she/we decided
to try the above mentioned activity....
"i don't mean to intrude on your visit"
( oh yes i did so mean to intrude)
"did you know that god never intended
for humans to ever have to taste death?"
(yeah, he got pissed and decided
"kill 'em all! let god sort them out"
seemed to be a pretty secure employment scheme)
"can you imagine a time when all dead
loved ones will live here on the earth in
a paradise, without want or need or fear?"
( you cant?.... here, have a sip of this kool-aid)
"this tract/brochure/magazine offers a scriptural
basis for the hope we are sharing with you"
(please take it so i can count the placement)
at this point in time, i have the courage
to face the humiliation for having been
such a dunderhead and would apologize
to anyone i disturbed during my witless years.....
anyone else lurk in the graveyards
to witness to survivors??