Fr Simon's Secondhand Bookstall
Selling my books to make space (for more books)
A beautiful and powerful poem for the funeral of a daughter. I Pray Today I pray today in all earnestness with all my heart and soul for those whose hands have reared me and held me close for those who have caressed and eased my pain and borne the suffering with me; for those whose…
Waiting upon each laboured breath Is far greater than simply duty For there is a mysterious beauty Within each well-prepared death There’s few more precious times than this Now that life’s pains are put to rest Acknowledging that death is best Then sharing one departing kiss ‘Neath fading smile and closing eyes, And steady grasping…
We should not be afraid of dying, but modern society sees this as a failure. This is a subject I have been banging on about for 25+ years. The article on the right was written in 1990 by a Staff Nurse in a Coronary Care Unit (with hair, note!) who felt that we applied the…
When families are in the midst of grieving a loved one’s death, it is often difficult to make decisions regarding funeral arrangements. In addition to working out practical matters, the family usually wishes that they knew the desires of the one who died. Take this opportunity to make plans for your funeral service. It is…
A reading from the first letter of Saint Paul to the People of Corinth when he was asked questions about death and the resurrection of the body. Someone may ask, ‘How are the dead raised? With what kind of body do they come?’ How Foolish! What you sow does not come to life unless it…
A reading from the letter of Saint Paul to the people of Thessalonika My dear friends, we do not want you to be uninformed about those who sleep in death, so that you do not grieve like the rest, who have no hope. We believe that Jesus died and rose again, and so we believe…
A reading from the Gospel of John Jesus said to his disciples: `Do not let your hearts be troubled. Believe in God, believe also in me. In my Father’s house there are many dwelling-places. If it were not so, would I have told you that I go to prepare a place for you? And if…
I am standing upon that foreshore. A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength and I stand and watch her until at length she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sea and…
Cowards die many times before their deaths; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard. It seems to me most strange that men should fear; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come when it will come. William Shakespeare
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