All Saints and All Souls: A Last Beatitude

Good morning. Did you get any trick or treaters calling by last night? No? Me neither. We did enjoy those foam bananas, though. All the more for us…

Anyway, in this strange season of All Saints and All Souls, Halloween/Sandrain, post pandemic, (we hope) and climate crisis, I’ve been enjoying Malcolm Guite’s A Last Beatitude, a quiet celebration of those ‘hidden ones,’ who shrink from the limelight, yet without whose quiet presence, life would grind to a halt, within and without the church.

And blessèd are the ones we overlook;
 The faithful servers on the coffee rota,
 The ones who hold no candle, bell or book
 But keep the books and tally up the quota...

You can read the rest of A Last Beatitude here.

Thank you, Malcolm.

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