Yet he did not waver through unbelief regarding the promise of God, but was strengthened in his faith and gave glory to God, being fully persuaded that God had power to do what he had promised.
The funeral ended as it had to, as nearly all funerals did: the son rose, spoke some touching words, followed closely by a hymn and a closing benedictory prayer and an exiting procession. Summer had recorded the whole thing on her pocket digital recorder as if the speeches were world-shattering, Pulitzer prize-winning interviews. As the bereaved heirs filed by, Summer started writing her copy, biding her time until the aisles emptied. She prayed that this funeral, at least, would please Fred enough to convince him of her journalistic abilities.