the house of mourning

Thursday was Josphat's burial - the days before his burial, many family and friends gather at the widow's house mourning, singing, and there are some that even preach to the gathering crowds. Once the casket was brought to the village - the atmosphere changed - many people began weeping uncontrollably - some even throwing themselves near to the casket, others falling as if their legs could no longer support them... certainly a different scene than traditionally found in the States.
After some comments by the pastor and a brief but powerful message from the gospel of Matthew - we walked for about 35 minutes to the grave site where again some final words were spoken and the body was buried.
I am glad to have known Josphat - he was an optimistic man with a true and living faith. Although sick for some time - he didnt seem discouraged. I appreciate his character and that he finished his race with faith!