As I mentioned in the post about our visit to Florence, one thing we did was to hike up to the church of San Mineato. While there, we spent some time looking around the graveyeard, which is filled with remarkable monumental tombs. What is remarkable is not so much the artistic quality -- indeed, some boarder on the kitschy -- but the eloquent outpouring of emotion they represent in both word and image.
Looking through them, one senses the joys and sorrows that constituted these lives, as well as the joys and sorrows of those they left behind.
And in some of them one gains a palpable sense of clinging to Christ in faith.