A Eulogy for Death

Beloved, we gather today not to mourn one of our own, but to stand at the grave of our oldest enemy.

Today, we eulogize Death — that dark tyrant who for so long ruled over every generation of humankind.

But now, Death itself lies silent.

The destroyer has been destroyed.

The grave-digger has been buried.

For centuries, Death reigned without rival.

Kings and paupers alike bowed to its cold command.

No voice could refuse its call; no body could resist its grasp.

It whispered into the garden when sin first bloomed,

and since then it walked beside every birth, every breath, every goodbye.

But today, we declare what the Apostle Paul once uttered:

“The last enemy to be destroyed is death.”

And that day has come.

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