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The Preacher’s Corner By Rev. Dr. Milton Winter ‘A recognition of our common mortality’ This
reflection began a couple of weeks ago as I was driving down a busy
street in Memphis and saw a funeral procession coming from the other
direction. I immediately pulled to the side and waited for the cars to
pass. However, I was struck by the fact that on this busy street almost
nobody else pulled over. There were police on motorcycles heading and
tailing the motorcade, but people seemed to pay them no mind. I
am old enough to remember when people would stop in the street when a
funeral cortege passed. Gentlemen would remove their hats as a gesture
of respect. People would stand in silence until the hearse and other
cars had gone by. This is still pretty much the rule in Holly Springs,
but it is not so much the practice now in other places. Growing
up in the Mississippi Delta, I recall the sight of long funeral
processions, training their way down the highways through the wide
cotton fields. When the cars would go by one of those oxbow lakes with
the cypress trees that stood out in the water with their knobby knees
sticking up, it was particularly solemn and impressive. Pausing
as a funeral passes is a gesture of solidarity. It has nothing to do
with the particular identity of the deceased, and is no judgment as to
whether he or she was a good person. It is, as the Scottish preacher
Ron Ferguson has said, “a recog- nition of our common mortality as
human beings.” Ferguson goes on to say that “Our
society, for better or for worse, doesn’t do pausing. It doesn’t do
silence, either. Not even in the face of death.” It is as if we have
forgotten the words of the psalmist, “Be still and know that I am God.” Drivers
of hearses report a growing number of incidents where danger occurs
because of drivers darting in and out, cutting in front of the funeral
cars, honking their horns--even hurling verbal insults and abusive hand
signals. It would also be nice if people turned down their music when
passing. Dr. Elizabeth Achtemeier has written
about the expectation that when new communications devices and other
labor-saving devices came on the scene, people would have much more
free time and serenity. Of course, the very opposite has happened.
Everybody now talks of how busy and stressed they are. People have to
multi-task. Driving is now an activity performed while putting on
makeup, eating lunch, or talking on the phone. No wonder funeral
processions seem an irritation. Pity the poor
driver stopped for a traffic light who is not as alert as the horses at
the Kentucky Derby at their starting gate. Let the signal turn green
for just a second and immediately the horns will be a-honking! I
concur with others who believe that our displeasure at funeral
processions is a sign of our general avoidance of death. It is said
that the Victorians never talked of sex but went on endlessly about
death. Our culture is just the opposite. We talk endlessly of sex and
avoid any recognition of death like the plague. You
even see this in our funeral services. A funeral is supposed to be
primarily about our Christian hope. It is a witness to the resurrection
of Christ. Instead, more and more people want their funerals to be
light and chirpy occasions full of humorous anecdotes about Grandma.
Don’t get me wrong, I have endured many a lugubrious (and lengthy)
requiem, but it really is more about God than it is about us. So
next time the funeral procession passes, let us pause and show our
respect. I like to think of the man I saw who got off his riding mower,
and took off his cap and held it over his heart. He had a right sense
of life in all its seasons.
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