05 December 2010

Wake Up a Room

from Proverbs Ten

"A wise son maketh a glad father; but a foolish son is the grief of his mother."  I got good grades in school and my dad loved that; once I threw rocks at a caboose and got hauled into the village precinct and this upset my mother, so I know this proverb to be true.

Based on that, I can also attest to the verity of its other pearls.

Like:  "The memory of the righteous shall be for a blessing; but the name of the wicked shall rot."  This is a very Jewish thing to say.  Though I admit, I've never said it.  Especially at a funeral.  Could you imagine?  In that moment of darkened reflection, heart torn, eyes burning with tears.  "The memory of the righteous shall be for a blessing."  Yes, yes.  I need to hear that.  Yes.  Like a warm blanket of comfort, these words wrap us in mercy.  But then:  "The name of the wicked shall rot."  Anger is a stage in the mourning process, it's true, but this would really wake up a room.

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