Saturday morning was Christine Gaylord's memorial service at her church in Lisle. It was a celebration of both her faith and her life. On one side of the altar was the praise band she'd helped lead; on the other, her bluegrass bandmates with her husband Joe playing heart-rendingly beautiful and perfect fiddle and mandolin. Her favorite songs (including one she co-wrote), prayers and readings rounded out the service, with a slide show of Christine as we all remembered her best. By the end, it was so rousing and uplifting I found myself singing along on the lyrics that did not conflict with my own spiritual beliefs. Much of the Chicago-area folk and bluegrass community as well as her friends, neighbors, relatives and congregation turned out to pay tribute to her talent and spirit and bid her adieu on her journey into the eternity she so wholeheartedly believed awaits us all.