Bona Dea Miller
Boulger Funeral Home
Monday, April 11, 2016
Proverbs 31
As I said at the
beginning of this service, it is a true honor for me to officiate at this
service for Bona Dea. I am the priest of St. Stephen’s Episcopal Church, where she
was a member. Although I didn’t know her
well, we did talk on occasion and I greatly enjoyed those conversations we had.
She definitely had an opinion which she
had no fear expressing. And, I could tell, she was definitely a very strong
person—that came through very clearly—which I admired greatly.
My biggest
regret is that I didn’t get to know her better. But I can say this: I definitely sort of felt
a kind of bond develop between Bona Dea and myself over these last few days.
Certainly, because she was a member of St. Stephen’s, she was regularly in our
prayers, so there was that spiritual connections. And on Wednesday night, as she was dying, I
went up and prayed with her and anointed her. Those kind of things definitely
help that spiritual bond become even stronger.
But I can say
that meeting you, and hearing you talk about who she was and all that she was
to you in your lives—there is the real bond. That is where her life really
comes alive. In all of you, who knew her and loved her and will carry on with
her memory in your lives.
Now, I am of the
firm belief that what separates us who are alive and breathing here on earth
from those who are now in the so-called “nearer presence of God” is a very thin
one. And because of that belief, I do take
a certain comfort in the fact Bona Dea is close to us today in spirit. I hope we can feel that presence this
afternoon and in the days and years ahead. She is here, in our midst, with us,
celebrating this wonderful life.
I am also
especially happy that we heard this particular scripture reading from Proverbs
today. It’s not a scripture we hear very often, especial as funerals, which
makes it even more special. But I think it’s a wonderful scripture and, from
what I’ve heard about Bona Dea, this is a very appropriate scripture.
One of the
things that has become clear from all of you is that she had a real sense of
legacy in her life. She knew that what we did in this life mattered. Our actions
live on after us. And knew that was important. So when we hear those words,
Give her of the fruit of her hands,
and let her works praise her in the gates.
and let her works praise her in the gates.
Those words
speak loudly to us today. This is a statement for those of you who are gathered
today. You, her loved one, the ones who live on after her, the ones who carry
on the act of her legacy, you are her works, praising her in the gates. You are
the fruits of her hands. So, be grateful for
this legacy. It is a wonderful thing. It is your responsibility as her loved ones to
carry her with you from this day onward. Her legacy lives in you. And it is you
who are to praise her. It is you who are
to carry in your lives all the good things that she was in this life.
That is a noble responsibility.
To carry on the good things that Bona Dea was is important. That is what she
would want. That is her true legacy.
In that same
reading from Proverbs, we hear the author say,
Strength and dignity are her clothing,
and she laughs at the time to come.
and she laughs at the time to come.
As I said, when
I spoke with her over the years, I could sense both that strength and that dignity
in her voice. Those too are noble legacies to have. Strength and dignity. And
Bona Dea seemed to really embody those virtues in her life. If we want to truly honor her, if we want to
truly carry on her legacy, it is our duty to embody strength and dignity in our
own lives.
By doing so, you
do her honor and justice. You carry on
her memory by all you do and say. And
she would be proud for such a legacy.
Yes, I know is hard
to say goodbye to her today. I know is
hard to put her to rest and to move on in your own lives without her. But, we
do have our consolations today. We have our consolations in the strength and
dignity she has bestowed to all who knew her and loved her. And we have our consolation today in knowing
that the hardships of these last few years have been taken from her once and
for all.
But, probably
the greatest consolation we have today, is that all that was good in her, all that was
talented and charming and full of life in her—that sense of humor, that love of
music and dancing, that vibrancy that was her—all of that is not lost today. All
of that goodness now dwells with us who remember her, and for those of us who
have faith in God and in a place beyond this life, we know all that goodness
dwells there too, in a place free from
pain and hardship, in a place beyond death, in a place of beauty and light.
Of course that
doesn’t make any of this any easier for those who knew her and cared for her. Whenever
anyone we love dies, we are going to feel pain. That’s just a part of life. There is no
avoiding that fact. But like the hardship
in this life, our feelings of loss are only temporary as well. They too will pass away. Realizing that and
remembering that fact is what gets us through some of those hard moments of
life. This is where we find our strength—in our faith that promises us an end
to our sorrows, to our loss. It is a faith that can tell us with a startling
reality that every tear we shed—and we all shed our share of tears in this life,
as Bona Dea would no doubt tell you—every tear will one day be dried and every
heartache will disappear like a bad dream upon awakening. It is in a moment
like this that we can truly be thankful for all that’s Bona Dea was to us.
So this morning
and in the days to come, let us remember her with a smile. Remember her
smiling. Rejoice and be thankful to God for all the good things she was to each
of you. And embody those good things in your own lives. Be strong. Live with dignity. Dance. And
sing. Live your life fully and completely.
When you do, it is then that you will be honoring her and her life. It is then that you will be carrying on her
legacy. It is then, that her legacy will blossom and flourish within you.
May God’s
perpetual light shine forever upon her, and may her memory be forever blessed.
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