Yesterday I attended the funeral of Clinton, a Shepherd’s Bush man I met over four years ago at the Silver Screening, a local film club for over 60’s which Josephine and I have helped with the past few years. I stood in the back foyer of the church because it was packed out with over 200 family and friends who had come to mourn and celebrate his life.
An Australian woman next to me said, “That was a life well lived” which was exactly what I was thinking. The overflowing crowd was a living testimony of Clinton – a humble man who touched the lives of many.
Clinton was born in the Caribbean in1924 and came to London after World War II. At almost 90, he was twice a widower but still had a joy about him whenever we talked. Even in his late 80’s, Clinton enjoyed baking and would regularly bring a cake or other treats to share with those at the film club. Earlier in his life, he had helped with an after-school educational program for Caribbean children in Shepherd’s Bush and was an active leader in his local church.
Death is never easy as we mourn the loss of our loved ones. But yesterday, I understood Psalm 116:15 a little better: “Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of his saints.”
Clinton is home now with his Lord and Savior. It seems to me that is a good thing for he used the life he was given well.
His was a life well lived.