Another unexpected feeling came over me as I stood in the middle of the graveyard, holding my broom and being tousled by the prairie wind. It wasn't a sadness, or a hopelessness. It was a distant longing to be Home. This longing crept over my soul as tears crept down my cheek. I'm in no rush, but there is peace in knowing that we will indeed be in the same place one day because, as mighty as death seems, it has no power to keep God's own in the grave.

"But when this perishable will have put on the imperishable, and this mortal will have put on immortality, then will come about the saying that is written, "Death is swallowed up in victory. O Death, Where is your victory? O Death, Where is your sting?" "The sting of death is sin, and the power of sin is the law; but thanks be to God, who gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ." 1 Corinthians 15:54-57

This Memorial Day, my time will be spent not in graveyards visiting the dead, but surrounded by the ones I love. Soon enough we will say goodbye. For now -- while there is still time -- I will offer a living memorial to my family by appreciating every day with them and telling them so.

Kim Wier Copyright 2005

Kim Wier is the director of Engaging Women, a ministry of women encouraging women through speaking, writing and broadcasting. The author of four books, an award winning humor columnist and radio talk show host, Kim regularly speaks to audiences around the country with depth and humor that focuses on discovering God in the everyday experiences of life. For more visit