November offers a season of remembrance. It starts with All Souls and All Saints day where we remember and name before God those loved ones who sadly are no longer physically present with us, but who are still very much in our hearts. This then leads to our remembering those who sacrificed so much in service and the pursuit of peace during the First and Second World Wars and many conflicts since; particularly poignant in this 75th anniversary year of VE and VJ Day.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning. We will remember them.
We remember them, our loved ones, the fallen, in the names read out in church; in the names read out at countless war memorials through-out the world. Names which hold memories, names which hold stories. Remembering keeps these stories alive.
It can be quite sobering to think what people might say about us when the time comes for our stories to be passed on. What imprint might we leave in this place?
The following words are taken from May Sarton’s beautiful poem ‘All Souls’
Did someone say that there would be an end, an end,
Oh, an end to love and mourning?
What has been once so interwoven cannot be unravelled,
nor the gift ungiven…..
What has been plaited cannot be unplaited-- only the strands grow richer.. .
Thank-you God for those beautiful strands, may we add our own to the great tapestry of life.
Revd Nikki Mann
Nikki is the Priest in Charge of the Raddesley Benefice (which consists of 6 churches) in Cambridgeshire