Eulogy: A Short Story

As a child I was not raised in a “church-going family” but I was always interested in why people followed the Lord and gave their lives to him. When I was around 8 years old I asked a family friend if she would take me when she went the next Sunday, and she said yes. But, for an 8 year old, sitting in a big room with some strange man trying to be funny and using words that I didn’t understand wasn’t very fun. I kept going even though I didn’t enjoy it and I would draw and try to find ways to make the hour and a half pass. Without my knowledge there was a whole other thing going on upstairs, children’s ministry. That’s something I was interested in. So, the next Sunday I made my way upstairs and found where I was supposed to be and it shocked me that I wasn’t the only one who drew at church! There was an entire table designated to coloring pages and more crayons than I could have ever used. After coloring on countless coloring pages we went to “worship time.” It was so fun! We got

I know I may not always tell you enough how much I truly am in love with you and how how much I appreciate everything you do for me babe and I'm sorry. I never want a moment to go by where you wonder how I feel about you or question how much I appreciate your love. I can still remember everything from that first night we met. I never had any idea going into that night I would meet the girl of my dreams, but by the end when I could talk to you for 3 hours straight and never be at a loss of words I knew right then we had something special. Ever since that night I have been head over heels for you babe and 3 months later my love for you is stronger than ever before. Seeing your smile truly makes me the happiest man ever, I will never ever be tired

He has no mother he has no skates all that he wanted was a family.One day she adopted jerry was joyful he was going to get a mom.Then years later jerry was sick he had a couple of weeks to live he was shocked that he was going to die.Then they were shocked that jerry was going to die in a couple of weeks.Jerrys family was not going to be a family without jerry.

this is both a eulogy for the demise of his grandmother and a celebration of the struggles she went through. I feel that he wants the reader to understand the significance of his grandmother. For example, the time he watched his grandmother pray. The writer shows that being a part of something is very important. The writer shows that although there may be tragedy in the end he could be happy about what his grandmother and people stood

This little family lived in the capital of Haiti. Their daughter Jayny started attending school at the age of three in an Adventist Kindergarten near their home. When their daughter turned two, they welcomed another baby boy named: Claudeny. Jayny was smart and outstanding and amazed all of her teachers to how well she performed in school. She was able to even read a Bible at the age of four and preached her first sermon at church when she was six. Even when she was young, she was always ambitious and very competitive. Throughout Elementary and middle school, she was always at the top of her class and never needed to be reminded of her homework. She skipped the sixth grade. At the age of ten, she visited the United States for the first time in the summer and learned English very quickly. One thing

Have you ever had someone do something so small and simple but have such a huge impact on you? That one thing that makes you feel unstoppable. That one thing for me was my uncle Mike. Mike, no matter where you were or what you were doing could make light out of any situation. There were no comments made of “this day is so slow”, or “work sucks”, the everyday complaints of the average American. Mike was my number one inspiration in life. He saved people’s lives in the military, and in his everyday job as a prison officer.

Being a wife of a pastor, in the ministry and a prayer warrior, I met many people who are going through things in their everyday life. One young lady concerning a matter she is dealing in her home life with the father of her two children. She was not sure of what to do about the father being emotional abusive to her and not wanting to work to help take care of the family household. Our meeting began this way.

“6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1…” Dr Richard Tumun cries as he calls out to his second born baby, Faith Tumun. She had just closed her eyes, teeth clenched, and was on her way to the land of the sleeping. That day, my body was on the brink of giving up, it refused all the medication given to it. I kept on emptying my bowel by throwing up everything that I consumed, medicine included. I was not able to keep anything down for long. It went in and came out with the same speed that it went in with.

Facebook recently shared that you and Julie are now connected as friends. Ella also mentioned that you and your parents had the opportunity to met her over the weekend. Though I understand that supporting your brother's new life is important, that understanding, unfortunately, doesn't make it any easier.

After dinner we were sent to bed at 8:00 and even the second night was miserable. Most of Mrs. Mary Ann’s kids cried themselves to sleep every night with the fear of never finding a permanent home. When the alarms went off at 9:00 am we got dressed, ate breakfast and were sent off to school. It was only one week until Christmas,so the kids explained to us how the nuns told Santa that we were naughty. We only got few gifts or none at all. Very out of the ordinary a car pulled up with a county worker and a Mother and Father. From upstairs we could hear them talking about adoption. The head nun walked them upstairs and we all introduced ourselves. When they looked at me, I made sure I opened my big blue eyes and smiled really big. The mom melted when she saw me. They walked up to my bed and asked if I would like to come with them. My face lit up with excitement as I jumped up and gave them a huge hug. They drove me to their house which was huge and they had neighbors with kids I could play with. They told me I had to make a list for Santa as quickly as i could being that it was close to

I just want to tell you that I’m so thankful for the friend I have in you. As you walk out into the real world never let your head down and always remember someone always believes in you. Never think you can’t do anything because Taylor I’ve seen how strong you are whatever you think is tough I promise you’re going to knock it down. I want you to know that I’m so proud and happy for you.

Thanks for the reply. There is no need to apologize. Having a life outside of social media is healthy. It sounds as if you still travel as often as possible. I suppose doing so while young can create a great desire to explore at least parts of the world. We had a slight advantage while we lived in Germany. My mother was born and raised there so, an entire half of our extended family live there. Germany was and still is a beautiful country. I remember learning a number of traditional mannerisms that have stayed with me.

Today, right now, there’s a gathered flag being handed to a sobbing young woman, her little young five year old boy is tugging at her black dress, “Mommy, don’t cry, Daddy is just sleeping.”

Today is the day for all the suitors to be tested to become my husband. I stare back at my own reflection I try to look somber but I only feel content with myself. I believe with a true passion that as women we are always being treating unequally. I have waited 20 years for my dear Odysseus to return to me. I can not bear this emptiness inside me for so long. I have to move on and regain my happiness. That is why today I’m holding bloody events and the test of the bow which will lead me to my new husband. I know I should be feeling regret and hopelessness. Deep down my heart is boiling with joy that I will have another chance at a new love.

My mom’s wedding was not a regular wedding, it was not a typical formal wedding with an usher or groomsmen, bridesmaids or even the traditional father walking the bride down the aisle. My mom didn’t pay to have a fancy photographer or even have the wedding video taped. She just had some amatuer come in and snap some shots. Actually, it was kind of a humorous ceremony. There were tears, mostly from my brother ,Trevor, but really it was just an enjoyable time.