All Saints’ Day. In Protestant faith practice, this is the religious version of Memorial Day. It is when we consciously remember those who are gone now from this life. We don't ask whether they were wholly good or worked miracles or did other things to qualify as “official” saints. We know that they were human, good and bad, saint and sinner, depending on the time of day. We also know that they are missed. So we think about them, and bring them to life in our hearts.
Frederick Buechner had this to say about remembering: “When you remember me, it means that you have carried something of who I am with you, that I have left some mark of who I am on who you are. It means that you can summon me back to your mind even though countless years and miles may stand between us. It means that even after I die, you can still see my face and hear my voice and speak to me in your heart.”
This week in worship we will see faces and hear voices as we hold up the names of our deceased. Imagine them singing with you, standing with you, in the space of our worshiping community this All Saints’ Day.
Posted on Sat, November 5, 2016
by Brenda Wheelock