The burial ground should not be a place of buried treasures
The bodies of the deceased are all that should be found there
We brought nothing into this world, and nothing should go out
Blessed are we who die in the Lord whose works shall follow
Our deeds and alms have spoken, and the living have benefited
When it’s my time to go, will I have run the patient race and fought the good fight?
When my time is up, will I have discovered the “why” of me, and lived out the “what” of me?
When I cease to exist on God’s green earth, will I have spoken in truth and lived in purity?
May the treasures I leave behind be the sort that, unlike me, shall never die
May I tell what I have seen, teach what I have known, and share what I have understood
May love inhabit me, hope strive through me, and may God’s wisdom flow from me
May I lay a foundation upon which others may build and live happily
May I model a life of respect and honesty worthy of others to emulate
May I live out my life’s calling and find no rest until all is said and all is done
Through trials and sore distress, may I not quit until like my Lord I say, “IT IS FINISHED”.