I attended my Aunt Janice’s funeral today. The service included memories, a moment of reflection, the pastor’s words of hope, and special music by a husband and wife. A nice service, but it was the music that remains with me. The strong, clear notes of How Great Thou Art rise above the piano accompaniment and combine with thoughts of eternity and heaven. I think I might know where Klimt gets his combination of authority, brilliance, and emotion glowing out from beneath the surface.