Remembrance 11/11/11 – November 2011


The lady from whom we bought Remembrance Day poppies last week has moved from the store entrance into the warm of the store. It was very cold for her to stand at the store entrance, what with the November icy blasts fanning her midriff, and Mr Tesco kindly allowed her to collect from the warmth of the store.


This lady had soooo many medals pinned to her left breast, and told me that they were medals she’d earned as opposed to ones she wore because of the bravery of her father or husband (which would have been pinned to her right breast). 


She’d served in Belgium and elsewhere on the continent, and  her companion had served in Northern Ireland and the Falklands.


Press the icon on the picture to the right of the page, and be transported to the concert I attended on Saturday night, and hear the haunting melody of the cello. 
The cello is a particularly moving instrument, here used in Karl Jenkins’ masterpiece, “Benedictus“, a song of thanksgiving written to commemorate the occasion of the birth of John the Baptist, the son of Zechariah.


This year I celebrated Remembrance Sunday at St Lawrence in Ramsgate. 
Curiously the reading was Matthew 25: 14-30, which recounts the parable of the talents, when servants were given money, and later asked what they had done with it. The one who didn’t speculate to accumulate was called “An evil and lazy slave!” and was asked “Why didn’t you put my money in the bank, so that when I returned I could have collected it with interest?”!!!! 
Clearly the servant didn’t bank with RBS, who lost £40 billion on the stock exchange last year! So much for entrusting savings to bankers.


When drawing up the “lectionary”, from which all Church of England and (I think) Catholic churches draw their daily readings and sermons they should instead have pointed to the control of the Holy land by an occupying army (the Romans) and to the rough justice they dished out to the innocent civilians (including Jesus).


Instead they point to the importance of investing wisely!


How daft. 


I reprint a poem penned by Alex Hallier, which is much more in keeping with where our thoughts should be on Remembrance Day 

REQUIEM for REMEMBRANCE DAY
If YOU had not – then who would have gone?
Someone else’s father? Someone else’s son?
But only you could  answer that call of duty
Leaving all you loved, family, friends and beauty.
Unfulfilled were all your futures, unlived your hoped-for plans
All cut so short, to die  in alien lands.
But we do not forget. Your memory we hold dear
Increasingly precious with each passing year.
May the warm sun never scold you
May the soft breeze  always hold you
May the spring rains bless you
May mother earth caress you,
And keep you safe.
No more loss and no more sighing
No more fighting, no more dying.
For all the fallen your wars have ceased
May you rise to glory, and rest in
God’s sweet peace.

 

Published by Rob

Now 70, I'm getting back into website development and brand protection, as well as showcasing the delightful artistic talents of my beautiful wife Lynne. My projection will encompass a lifetime of database marketing, as well as the Christian democratic socialist ideals of my wife and I.

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