We have arrived in the busy month of November, busy in that the Church’s year culminates in the celebration of Christ the King (22nd), which honours Jesus Christ
as Lord of all creation and begins once again with Advent (29th) and the hope of the coming Saviour. All Saints (1st) brings to mind those who down the centuries
of history are worthy of mention and All Souls (2nd) celebrates the lives of those we have loved who no longer are here: while in the same vein Remembrance
Day(11th) recalls and offers gratitude to those who gave their lives in conflict for the freedom of their fellow men and women.
November seems All Saints,
Recall the cloud of witness.
All Souls remembers those we have loved.
All Hallowed time of year and too, of course,
Of flame and sparks now out of favour.
And poppies sold on wires
To bring to mind the ones which grew
When earth and bones were torn and turned
And did not know
The fields of bright and drooping flowers
Which sleeping deep for years and years
Sprung up and seeded so.
Yet His the infinite.
His renewal ours.
Lest we forget. (After A Baker)
Thirty days of November in which to recall, to remember and then to start all over again. The circle of life, an accepted concept long before Elton John wrote the
“From the day we arrive on the planet….
Some of us fall by the wayside
And some of us soar to the stars.
There’s far too much to take in here
More to find than can ever be found
But the sun rolling high through the sapphire sky
Keeps great and small on the endless round…”
But, lest we forget, there is one fixed and never changing overseer of all humanity and every thing, of us. The one who actually created the sun in that sapphire sky.
Our memories change and, indeed, we are prone to forget. God never forgets, he never forgets us and has remembered us during these continuing strange days of
Keep well, Barton. Ruth Bond LLM