“Day of wrath and doom impending…” Thus begins the Dies irae, the sequence hymn sung between the readings of the old Requiem Mass. It was always a moment that stopped and startled the grieving mind. The plangent pleas for rest eternal and mercy were suddenly met with the bone quivering righteousness of our feeble place before the incomprehensible majesty of the thrice holy God Almighty. Alas, we no longer sing this dirge at funerals. God knows, perhaps sadly, that we are caught up in the socially adjudicated notion that we ought no longer to mourn at funerals. Yes, a tear may flow here and there. But we are increasingly by world, and it would seem by the church as well, programmed to celebrate a life lived. Let us, they say, look to all the good of this soul departed, to all good things this soul accomplished, to all the things this soul bore, to all the trials it overcame.
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