„It is sad that people die and don‘t resurrect immediately.“
A Memorial Day blessing from our six year old. For all who need it.
This Sunday, I was with my daughter at church.
After the service and coffee hour, we lingered—first in the library, reading until the last person left, even the kind woman who cleans the kitchen. We stayed a while longer, enjoying the quiet, empty place.
Eventually, we wandered into the memorial yard—a beautiful courtyard garden at the heart of the church, like the cloisters in old monasteries.
Then we slipped into the silent sanctuary.
My daughter wanted to play church.
So I played along.
I became the child walking up front for the children’s sermon.
And she became the pastor.
“Do you know what day is tomorrow?” she asked “us.”
“Yes,” I responded eagerly. “Memorial Day.”
“That’s right,” she said. “So let me teach you a song.”
And then she began to sing—a sing-song sermon, really.
It cracked my heart wide open.
She sang it slowly, with pauses between each thought, like a pastor teaching a truth too deep for grown-ups.
So here is her blessing. For you. May it lift your heart also.
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It is sad that people die
and don’t resurrect immediately.
It is sad.
It is sa-d.
If it is your sibling,
or your grandmother,
or your adopted grandmother,
or your grandparent,
or your great-great-grandma,
or your husband,
or your …
It is sa-d.
But don’t be sad because—they resurrect.
And when you die,
you will get to see them,
because they will be
where you resurrect to.
And start new life again
with you.
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Isn’t that good?
Yeah!
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That’s all.
P.S. If you liked Hannah’s song—or needed it—or „if you have a question about the song,“ please leave her a note. She will answer.
Wishing you a peaceful Memorial Day. May love and memory carry us where words cannot, Almut with Chuck and Hannah
About Cloister Notes
A letter for dancing monks and weary pilgrims in the intersection of psychology, philosophy and spirituality. Contemplations on being human to deepen your path, nourish your heart and build wisdom within.
Dear Hannah, thank you for your wonderful song. You see, my husband,Ted, was a US. Marine during the Vietnam War. He died eight years ago. For his dedicated service during his two tours is buried at Ft.Snelling National Cemetery. I go every Memorial Day weekend to visit him and remember. This time thanks to your wonderful song reminding us that love is timeless and boundless, I cried but I also felt our ties of love and honor. Thank you sweet, sweet Hannah, for such a wonderful gift.
Thank you Hannah. A really beautiful song. May you sing songs for a very long time to come. God bless you in your singing and in everything.
With love from Sally in England.