My family and I are back from Charlotte after attending the funeral for Mr. Dibar Apartian. For those who were there, we did, indeed, get back into town in time (just in time!) for Boy #1’s fencing class Monday evening. Our thanks to the Ogwyns who invited us to spend the night. You were wonderful hosts!
The funeral was wonderful, and I imagine that Mr. Apartian would have been very pleased. There were five eulogists, Mr. Apartian’s son, Dan, Mr. Wayne Pyle, Mr. Wilner Pierre, Mr. Davy Crockett, and Mr. Dennis Luker. Each of their eulogies and their accounts of personal details in the life of Mr. Apartian was moving. Then, Mr. Roderick C. Meredith performed the service, itself.
The fellowship afterwards was wonderful, and so many came out to be a part, from many different places. It was great to meet brethren from Martinique, whom Mr. Apartian had served so faithfully for so long. Some were there from other COG’s–such as Mr. Luker, whom I mentioned above–which was nice to see.
While it was sad, two things were very true and apparent. One was that though we grieve, we really don’t grieve in manner of those who have no hope (1 Thess. 4:13). The understanding that we would, indeed, see Mr. Apartian again seemed almost palpable. The hope was real. And it was encouraging.
Secondly, it was very clear that the funeral was not just a time to share the burden of grief, but it was a celebration of the life of a man who had truly lived a life worth celebrating. He gave his utmost to His Father, His Savior, Their people, and Their work. The world had been better for his presence and is lesser for his absence.
The portion of an article read last Sabbath in services, dictated by Mr. Apartian literally from his deathbed, was marvelous, not just for the message in preached, but also for the message it represented. To the very end, for him it was about communicating the precious truth of God to others. His example makes me consider what excuses I seem to find here and there at times not to go “all out.”
Well, I don’t want to go on and on, as I certainly have things to do. I mainly wanted to post and say, “We’re back,” as I know several were praying for our trip. But I couldn’t do that without saying at least a few things about the trip. I am glad that I had been able to know Mr. Apartian, and I suppose the question for me now is what will I do with those things that knowing him has given me?