Remembering.

Waking very early I switched on the radio. and then sat up. Someone was describing my home. The description was so graphic that I got out of bed to look out of the window. I went from room to room looking for any sign that what I was hearing was close by. But wherever it was coming from it was not actually from this spot. But it did get me moving....much too early . Since then I have come back to bed.... and switched the radio off. There will be time to join in todays service of remembrance later. These are very odd times we are living through. ....... Its very quiet outside as yet. And still fairly gloomy. Remembering the dead is what today is all about ...and in the past I have led sevices dedicated to their memory. But right now in this pandemic it feels irrelevant mostly...Now its which of us will survive, how we can live our lives alone and yet be part of the bigger picture is the problem of today. Once again I am glad of the internet which gives me the feelng that I am still part of this world. Only just at times I admit but still here, breathing, singing the odd hymn and remembering all the times past when in church I led services packed with people giving thanks. No services today...the virus has won this one...but I shall still sing...the odd hymn will be heard by any passers by. I just hope they dont think Ive gone balmy.....then again.....