“For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven.” — Ecclesiastes 3:1 (NRSV)
I don’t think I really understood Memorial Day until after my father passed away.
It’s not that I hadn’t known the purpose or practice of Memorial Day – indeed, from way back in my days in high school band, through the years I’ve worked as a pastor, I’ve participated in a good many services, ceremonies and parades that have honored the memory of those who have passed away, particularly those who died in service to our country. So I have long understood the great significance of what we do on this particular holiday; it’s just that since Dad died – nearly five years ago now – that Memorial Day became something personal.
I remember calling my mother just before the first Memorial Day after Dad’s…
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