Bruce and Amelia Gulley |
As many know, the past year has brought multiple
deaths in our congregation and community, and among our family and friends. The
loss of the aunt and uncle who contributed greatly to the first fourteen years
of my upbringing, and who continued to be an exemplary and loving presence
until very recently, are among the most profound losses I have experienced. I
was privileged, though, to share musically (in a duet with my sister) and
homiletically (that means I preached the sermon) at my aunt’s funeral and graveside
services last Friday in West Union, Ohio.
Here is a close approximation of what I said at the funeral.
Ephesians 2:8-9 “For
by grace you have been saved through faith; and that not of yourselves, it is
the gift of God; not as a result of works, so that no one may boast.” This
sentence address the very heart of the Christian faith. It also addresses what
I believe to be the most common misconception that I face in my own life and as
a preacher and teacher of God’s word. Do I trust in what Jesus Christ has done
on my behalf as the only grounds on which I may claim a relationship with God
and, with that relationship, eternal life? Or do I “hedge my bets,” making sure
I’m a good person, doing good things, hanging out with good people…just in case
He grades on a curve, or there’s a checklist I need to complete, or—like those
jokes about Peter at the Pearly Gates—I’m going to need to justify my right to
enter into heaven when this life is done.
As
a young pastor…in fact, while I was still at Bible College—I remember the
conversation taking place by phone from my dorm room, actually—my Aunt Meadie
said something I had heard her say many times before. I don’t remember what it
was that my Uncle Bruce had done. Either some kindness to a neighbor, or some
volunteer service in the community (it may have been the time he replaced the
cabinets in the church kitchen). But she said, as she had before, “That Brucie
sure is a good man. Y’know, if Brucie ain’t going to heaven, there ain’t nobody going!” I remember objecting. I
asserted that the basis for a restored relationship with our Creator God and
the means for attaining eternal life were only through faith in the atoning
work of Jesus Christ in His life, death, burial, resurrection, ascension and
intercession.
It
would come up again, dozens of times over the past thirty years or so. She’d
tell me something my uncle had done, and finish with “Y’know, if Brucie ain’t
going to heaven, there ain’t nobody
going!” I’d start to say something about being saved by grace through faith in
Christ alone, and she’d interrupt: “Yes, I know. We’re really only going
because of what Jesus did for us. But you have to admit, your Uncle Bruce is a good
man.”
I
wouldn’t argue that with her.
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Nor
would I argue a number of other assertions she made. I never argued with her
that if “it’s good to the last drop,” then it stands to reason that “that
drop’s good, too.” I wouldn’t argue that it’s insufficient to love someone “a
bushel and a peck,” but that you should love them “a bushel and a peck and a
hug around the neck.” I never argued that, regarding the one time she spanked
me, it made a much more profound impression upon her than it did me. (She
mentioned it often, but I really don’t remember it happening.) And I would
never argue that since I wouldn’t “call and reverse the charges,” she was going
to tell me, whenever I called, “Hang up and I’ll call you right back so you
don’t have to pay for this call.” And then, at the end of the conversation,
she’d say again, “Next call and reverse the charges.” I never did.
All
that and so much more meant that on those few occasions when she was the one to
call me first, I couldn’t argue with her reasons. But I’ll say more about that
in a moment.
First,
I want to finish that sentence we started earlier. For those of us who grew up
in Sunday School, and those of us who have desperately tried to catch up, we
know that Ephesians
2:8-9 is one of our most important memory verses. But I see the
sentence continuing through verse ten.
Ephesians 2:8-10
“For by grace you have been saved through faith; and that not of yourselves, it
is the gift of God; not as a result of works, so that no one may boast. [And
now, verse 10:]
For we are His workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God
prepared beforehand so that we would walk in them.” If that sentence ended with
“created in Christ Jesus for good works,” then it would sound like God has this
big farm with lots of chores, and so He recruits and adopts us because He needs
to get some things done. But what I understand from the idea that God prepared
these good works “so that we would walk in them,” is that He didn’t build us to
get the chores done, but put the kinds of chores in front of us, along with the
experiences, and the relationships that would shape us into who we were created
to be. Not just bearers of His image and likeness in some general sense. But as
that’s being restored in us through Christ, we’re also intended to find, to
fulfill, and to find our fulfillment in becoming all we were created to be: our
specific, unique, divine life purpose.
But
that also means that we sometimes face circumstances that none of us would
willingly choose. And if you know Meadie and Bruce at all, you know they faced
lots of those. I was in elementary school the first time we got the call that
my Uncle Bruce was in the hospital, and might not pull through the heart
surgery. Then there were cancers, and strokes, and more heart issues, and lung
problems, and broken hips, and more. And that doesn’t even begin to take into
account the realities of being separated for most of four years immediately
after getting married, not to mention all that Uncle Bruce experienced in the
South Pacific during World War II. If they’d been asked in advance, I think
that none of us would have argued
with them if they said, “No, thank you” to many of those circumstances.
Now,
we know that our relationship with God and our eternal life comes by grace
through faith. And yet, what we truly believe is seen more clearly in what we
do, not just in our words. There’s a short poem that I’d like to read for you.
It sums this up for me pretty well.
“When that which I say
isn’t
that which I do,
I’d ask you to pray
that I’d
see which is true.
For it’s what I obey
that
brings faith to view,
and the only clear way
I could
show it to you.”
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What
that means for me in this context, is that the worries of a young Bible College
student, pastor, and aspiring theologian about his aunt’s faith in Christ, or
her dependence upon “being a good person”—well, I did worry that Aunt Meadie knew the right words to say in order to
make her theologically-correct nephew feel
better. And yet, over time, I came to believe that my Aunt Meadie believed that
our Redeemer lives. And here’s why.
Those
few times that she was the one to call me? It was because she believed that God
answers prayer. And if you paid attention to how the two of them got to be
ninety-two years old, there appears to be strong reason to believe the same.
God does answer prayer, and He did
answer prayer—in many ways, many times. Sometimes simply, in little things, but
also in circumstances we could never have imagined ending well. Sometimes
through human means, and sometimes utterly miraculously.
I
believe that my aunt believed that our Redeemer lives. And my Aunt Meadie’s
beliefs shaped how she lived her life, and in turn her life has shaped mine,
and all of ours who were blessed to know her. That’s how it’s supposed to work.
That’s why we gather together not just for family reunions at funerals, but
week after week, as members of Christ’s body, as brothers and sisters in the
family of God, so we can see what each other needs, and so we can share what
God is doing in each of our lives. But it is
also a big part of why we do funerals, memorial services, and gravesides.
Let
me read us II
Corinthians 1:3-4, “Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord
Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies and God of all comfort, who comforts us in
all our affliction so that we will be able to comfort those who are in any
affliction with the comfort with which we ourselves are comforted by God.”
We
gather at funerals and memorial services and gravesides to share that comfort
and peace. And the best way that happens is through reminiscence. It’s helpful
to hear yourself say aloud the things that are true about your relationship
with Meadie, and the reality of having lost her. Whether you share that openly
with all of us here, or later with just another person or two, you’re also
helping them to receive that comfort and peace from knowing more and more of
the life she lived, and what that loss means to us.
Wilson Children's Home, West Union, Ohio |
Now,
just a word of explanation, though. Some of us would like to share some
memories, but the thought of speaking in front of any group of people is so
petrifying that it would be impossible. That’s okay. Even if it’s not in front
of anybody else, though. Give it a try. Speak aloud what you know to be true
about your relationship and your loss. Others of us would like to say something
here, but the reality of our overwhelming emotions would make it impossible to
coherently string together words into sentences. That’s okay, too. There will
be plenty of time to share with one another following the graveside. You’re all
invited to join us for dinner at the West Union Christian Union Church. But for
those who would like to and are able to, this is your opportunity to share some
of those memories.
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