When you shake off your mortal coil and move from the imperfect to the perfect, what do you want folks to do with your remains? I’ve heard a number of conversations on this recently, particularly with the growing trend in cremation. Whether it’s being buried in your local cemetary, having your ashes spread in Disneyland, or being made into something a little bit more permanent, does it really matter?
Or, in a different light, does it make sense for your loved ones to spend the equivalent of a lifetime’s earnings in a third-world country, simply for the interring of your remains in the style of the times?
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Great post. I’ve been saying for years that funeral homes and coffins are gargantuan wastes of money. When I die, I intend to donate as many organs as I can and leave the rest to science. Anything left… bury in a cardboard box. I don’t need a big $5000 coffin.
I agree, take the money and use it to reach people for Christ.
I want to be buried out back in the trees, next to my horse.
I’m not kidding.
I don’t know why I can’t. The horse is a lot larger bit of organic material, and was buried “raw”in the ground and not in a coffin of any sort.
We have lots of animals back there. I think it would be lovely. Cottonwoods, up on a hill, with rustling leaves. No hired person ramming a mower around and banging up headstones every summer. No plastic Memorial Day flowers.
I used to want to be cremated, but I’ve rather switched to this, instead. It seems more natural, back into the ground I grew up on.
And cheap.
Do it cheaply, it is not me at that point.
I had a friend in college whose sister had to drop out of med school ’cause she couldn’t afford a cadaver. I decided then I was going to be the charity cadaver. Everyone in my family knows my wishes. They can take what money they might have spent on a funeral, use half for a great praise and worship celebration/party, and give the rest to my church. The modern funereal business is a scam.
And to be buried next to your horse, I think all you need is some documentation from your government officials designating it as a family cemetary plot. At least, that is how it is in my state. Being buried next to my horse and dog would be my second choice as well.
I want to be cremated then flushed down a toilet… to symbolize that my righteousness is as dung and i await the Resurrection.
Just Kidding…
iggy
That’s going to be the preamble to my Will. What do you think? lol
Joe
Students have to buy their own cadaver!!?? I didn’t know……amazing. I always assumed that the outrageous tuition fees covered that! And, in my disturbed mind here, that all begs my next question, how much does a cadaver cost??
–how much does a cadaver cost?? –
And couldn’t one get a student loan, if it’s really needed?
I mean, really, could they cost that much. Seriously, consider supply and demand. Their can’t be that many people out there looking for cadavers.
Or is it an underground market?
I need to stop, this could become grotesque humor.
I want whatever the most inexpensive legal options are.
But I do know that if I’m an intact corpse at my funeral, I told my wife that to lighten the mood I want an Ax behind glass that says “Break in Case of Zombification” and one of my friends to read the sections in the Zombie Survival Guide about how to stop a zombie and how zombies are no longer your loved ones
Here’s an article on cadavers, though I personally like the lifegem option (which gives “the family jewels” a completely different meaning)…
Life Gems, who da thunk there would be such a thing. Goes to show, I guess, I don’t get out enough!!