I'm always amazed at how religion really hijacks everything. I can understand if that's what the deceased wanted, and even if there were no specific requests having a ceremony done by what a minister of whatever denomination they were, but making attempts at getting people to be born again instead of remembering the deceased... I think that's kind of abuse of the pulpit.
With some of my family, it's more they put on religious airs. When my grandma passed in her mid-90s, her son (my uncle) eulogized her and made sure everyone knew she made some sort of statement of faith (to him) before she passed. He gave us a date, which was a mistake, because then those of us closest (whether relationship-wise or by distance) to Grandma knew she was physically incapable of doing so at that point.
Years later at my mother's funeral, that uncle's wife (he had since passed) told a story where she had visited Mom when she was on her downward spiral health-wise and asked if she were "prepared," and Mom said something like she was too wicked and didn't think she was going to get there, and my aunt asked if she had accepted Jesus, and Mom said she had, and my aunt explained to her then she was going, and that cheered her right up. I think all the siblings and I looked askance at each other at that story. First, I don't think Mom ever considered herself wicked, and second, she wasn't an idiot. She knew how Christianity worked. I could tell my aunt was fishing for people to ask to be saved - she just wasn't very good at it.
As for me, I'm an atheist, and while I know I won't care when I'm dead what people say, I'm enough of a control freak that I want to make it known anyone trying to shoehorn religion into my life is full of it. Also, I want to come up with a playlist of all the songs that are played. Ending with this...
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