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Sunday Bun – My Mother’s Memorial

Sunday, December 3, 2017 6:58
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Sunday Bun

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L. A. Marzulli

Peggy and I flew into Newark, New Jersey on Friday. We arrived after dark, rented a car and drove out to Toms River, where my Uncle George and Aunt Nancie live. They’re the last of my mother’s family I have along with their children, Christopher and Lenore. (There is also Bob, a first cousin and a few other second cousins who are still alive.) My brother Tony and wife unfortunately were unable to attend, but we knew they were there in spirit with us. It’s just he and I now.
We were there for my mother’s memorial service. She passed away peacefully in our home, in the Santa Monica Mountains, on September 30 of this year.
Yesterday about 25 people showed up for my mother’s memorial service. I only recognized a few people, as it had been over 40 years since I last saw some of the family and friends of Mom who attended.
My Uncle and Aunt have a family “priest” who has been with them since 1973, Father John. Father John conducted a mass in my cousin Lenore’s, living room whose house is across the street from her parents. All of my family is Catholic.
I was to give the eulogy and I had scribbled a few talking points down on a piece of paper, which I didn’t use.
I talked about my mother’s love for her husband, my father, and that after he passed in 2014, she never really recovered. Peggy and I opened up our home and Mom came to live with us.
Honor thy father and thy mother is the first commandment that carries a blessing with it.
I think we did that, as Mom became part of our family and we loved on her.
I got to tell the folks that about 4 weeks before she passed I walked into her room and asked her if she had ever asked Jesus into her heart as her Lord and Savior. Mom thought for a moment and said no.
 Then I asked her if she would like to do that. Again she thought about it then replied yes.
I led my mother in the sinner’s pray and then she closed her eyes and went back to sleep.
I pointed out, to the family and friends in attendance, that our belief as Christians is not some fantasy, because Jesus tells us that he will prepare a place for us in His Father’s kingdom.
We are also told: To be absent from the body is to be present with the Lord.
Ours is not some silly belief. If there was another system by where men and women could be reconciled with the God of the Universe we would  have know about it by now. There isn’t and while this earth is still under thumb of the fallen cherub, i.e. Satan, the rightful King will return soon. Revelation 19:19!
Only the gospel, the good news gives hope to men and women everywhere. Only the gospel outlines the problem with mankind, the sin code, and that coming to Jesus sets us free from sin and death and gives us the promise of eternal life.
When Jesus was on the cross He turned to the thief next to Him and stated: Today you will be with me in paradise.
Can you imagine?
Our hope is built on nothing less than Jesus’ blood and righteousness.

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