We pass by cemeteries almost everyday when driving down road. But do we ever stop to think about the people who lost their lives and families who lost loved ones. I have to admit, after learning a little bit more C.S. Lewis’ wife; I didn’t actually want to read the book anymore. I would expect with someone like C.S. Lewis that he would be writing about the grief of his wife that was married to for 50 years. I don’t know why, but the whole three-year marriage and 17 year age difference just turned me off. Sorry, I just had to get that out there.
When I got to the cemetery I saw Zach and few minutes later we saw Matt, which made the experience a lot better. I can’t say that I felt any emotion while I was there. I have gone through enough grief that it has almost desensitized me in a way to death. As Matt and I walked around we talked about how a lot of the stones ere above ground. I had never seen a cement casket before. I was actually kind of strange that you could see the crease where it opened. Some of them were even cracked and dismantled. If you looked closely, might able to see a lovely corpse. I also noticed that even in this old graveyard, many of the tombstones had some religious symbol at the top of the stone. Most of them were crosses. But some were different. I didn’t know what they meant. A few days before I left to come back here I went to Arlington cemetery to see my dads plaque. As I was walking around look at all the other names and thinking how cool it was that every single person was in some military branch. Many fought and died for our country, and to me, that’s not a wasted life. I thought about people whose names I saw on the tombstones today. Did they really live a God-filled life? Who knows? I do know that tomorrow is not promised which gives me more reason to live for God before anyone else.
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