

Last year, the kids and I attended the funeral of a close family member. She was the example of a person who lived her obituary.
“A Psalm for giving thanks. Make a joyful noise to the Lord, all the earth! Serve the Lord with gladness! Come into his presence with singing! Know that the Lord, he is God! It is he who made us, and we are his; we are his people, and the sheep of his pasture. Enter his gates with thanksgiving, and his courts with praise! Give thanks to him; bless his name! For the Lord is good; his steadfast love endures forever, and his faithfulness to all generations.” Psalm 100: 1-5
Writing obituaries help you learn a very simple lesson about life, time, and space. More specifically, it makes us reflect on whether or not we are living our lives in such a way confirms we are actually living in a way we would like our obituaries to be written.
As I think about it even more, living your obituary can be summed up into a few short points, most of which I learned during my time writing at the obituary desk:
- The value of a person’s life cannot be found in their dates of birth and death, but rather in how they fill the space in between the two.
- Life should always be celebrated. Celebrate every accomplishment, every birthday, every holiday, and the people you love.
- Everyone is important to someone. Try and think about that daily, especially when you have those not-so-nice encounters with someone. They are loved, just like you are.
- In the end, race doesn’t matter, politics doesn’t matter, salvation is what matters.
- Allow the photos. The filters don’t matter, the angle doesn’t matter, and the misplaced hair definitely doesn’t matter.