This is not new. I’ve always hear ... since the Church started allowing cremation ... that scattering the ashes was forbidden.
Damn! I wanted to be scattered over the Executive Parking Lot of my former employer.
Make those SOB’s scrub me off of their Beemers!
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I was asked to give an eulogy at a funeral mass ( yes I realize it’s not normally permitted but anyway it happened and the priest was extremely gracious complimenting what I said). So leaving that aside for a moment, the family then invited the priest, a few other close friends, and me to their home When we got there, I learned the deceased ( a wonderful, righteous person) was cremated ( another violation of traditional church teaching but which is now permitted ) and — and— there he was — his ashes at least- in a little box up on the fireplace mantle. I admit I was freaked out but it was done, so be it. What came next was absolutely ash-tonishing though. Turns out there were three boxes of decedent ashes up there. Flanking my friend were the family’s beloved former pets’ remains. Two white rats. To this date, I am without words -—
The Apostle Paul says we are a vessel - when the vessel breaks (dies) we are no longer in it but with Yeshua where to be absent from the body is to be with Yeshua. What difference does it make if you turn to ashes in a half hour or a couple of years in the ground. There is no one in cemeteries.
The dispersing of ashes has been prohibited ever since the ban on cremation was lifted.
I am donating my body to a medical school and my cremated remains will be buried later. Better to use my corpse to train doctors than to just bury it at considerable expense to my family.
Why should I believe anything these people say? At best they are confused
I’m claustrophobic. That’s why I’d rather be cremated and my ashes spread.
When I was a kid living in Rochester, NY, I remember seeing them dig up a cemetery with bulldozers so they could put a new expressway in. That was when I decided I was going to be cremated when I died so the same thing wouldn’t happen to me. I guess I’ll be going to hell, because I told my kids to scatter my ashes with those of my cats when I’m gone.
Full disclosure...
Lifelong Catholic; altar boy; Jesuit-educated.
After decades of scandals that need not be repeated here, my faith and reliance on the Vatican is seriously impaired.
I prefer to view my God as omnipotent, and will grant me eternal life, whether I am burned alive by koranimals, or choose to be cremated.
My faith is stronger than ever!
There they go again with their rules. What happened to compassion and mercy?
I told Mrs. Chandler to just roll me into a Hefty bag and toss me in the dumpster. She seemed to like the idea until she considered my life insurance.
For 1,960 + years cremation was forbidden by the Catholic Church. Period.