The funeral of Joseph~

I thought that I would continue with my story, The Life of Jesus, that I had ended with Jesus escorting Joseph home, as in the following entry. But I thought that I would revise the story, and have Joseph actually dying and being giving a funeral, opposed to the link entry below, where Jesus escorted Joseph home:
 
http://www.opendiary.com/entryview.asp?authorcode=D669858&entry=10150&mode=date

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 Most of Narazeth attended Joseph’s funeral.  People knew him as a carpenter and a holy man.  He was a scholar that was close to God as he worked at his daily craft.
 
Jesus was honored to give the eulogy.  Immediately, Jesus started speaking in his pecuilar way of addressing God as a personal being. Many Jews in attendance wondered what the Temple authorities thought about this simple man who upsets the Jewish tradition in referring to G-d.
 
Jesus started, "Joseph, my father, was greatly favored by my father in heaven.  My father Joseph consecrated himself to the Lord, early in life.  At that time, he desired to only serve my father in heaven.  But then, my father in heaven gifted Joseph with Mary, the one that will be called blessed by all generations."
 
Jesus paused, looked at his mother, as did everyone else.  Mary deeply blushed and shot Jesus a look that said, ‘I wish that you would stop doing things like this, son.’
 
Jesus smiled.  Jesus always regaled in speaking of his mom in glowing terms, on any occassion.  Only a few in attendance realized the stupendous significance of Jeus’s utterance.  Elizaberth and her son, John, were two of those so favored by his father with understanding.
 
Jesus continued, "My father, Joseph, was a great and holy man. His magnanimous heart was filled with a love to serve the poor who could only pay him with blessings of thanks..and perhaps some goat’s milk, eggs, butter, bread.  He would tell them all: ‘You’re being much too kind to me.’  However, Joseph would serve any in need, rich or poor.  But he was called to especially minister to the poor.
 
"Just as my father in heaven set my mother apart from all men and women, my father in heaven bless Joseph like he did no other man.  And the proof of that is that he gave my mother to Joseph.  Because of that, all generations to come will also be talking about my father, Joseph."  Jesus cast another glance at his blushing mom. 
 
Yet, that remark brought a pleasing smile to his mom. Many in attendance, though, were puzzled about Jesus’s utterances.  Yes, all admired Jesus for having such great respect fo the commandment of: honoring your father and mother. Yet, they felt that Jesus was greatly dramatizing his parent’s place in history.  They mused to themselves, "why would anyone in generations to come, talk about a poor carpenter from Narazeth and his darling wife."  Although it was agreed by all that Joseph was a G-d respecting soul, whose heart was made of kindness. And Mary, well, any guy in town would love to be married to her. She was the sweetest, most loving giver of sunshine in Narareth.  Jesus spoke for a bit longer. Then the rabbi finished the srvice.  On the way out of the synagogue, everyone express their condolences to Jesus and Mary.  Yet, for those who were really heartbroken, both Jesus and Mary comforted those compassioante souls.
 
Mary Magdalene was the last to express her condolences.  Jesus’s eyes lit up upon seeing her and he profusely thanked her for her support, as she gave him a comforting hug.
 
Jesus’s mom said to Mary, "Stop by later for dinner. Yesterday, everyone in town got together to take up a love offering. So, we now have more food than we know what to do with it."  Mary graciously accepted the invitation.
 
As Jesus and his mom were walking back home, Mary said, "Son, Mary could answer many questions within your heart."
 
Jesus wore a quizzical smile.
 
"Ok, son, I know that you created the human heart, but isn’t there a difference between creation and experience?"
 
Jesus playfully said, "Mother, have you forgotten that I know everything?  Although I know that women love to say that, excluding the present company, we can question the wisdom of that utterance, amen?"
 
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medium”>Mary smiled, saying, "You always know just what to say to a woman.  Just last week I was talking to Mary.  Even though she knows who you are, she’s in a constant state of amazement by your heavenly wisdom and your ability to make her feel that when she’s with you, she’s the only one in the world that matters to you."
 
Mary could see Jesus’ heart glowing, while she talked of Mary.
 
"Mom, I supposed that your romantic soul wants me to say something like, ‘when I’m with Mary, she’s my world. I only have eyes for her."
 
Mary smiled, "Son, you do mean the world to Mary."
 
"I know, mom.  And you know how deeply I love her."
 
"Yes, son. I know.  You have a mission ahead of you, though.  So, Mary can’t be your world?"
 
"Mother, you know it’s not that easy. But I can say this, you will always be a major part of my world."
 
Mary rested her head on Jesus’s shoulder.  And thank the father, once again, for the greatest gift that he gave to her, that will one day be shared with the rest of the world…