Blog Archives: November 2012

Your Tears — Shirley Caesar and Paul Morton

Friday, 30 November 2012

Today’s homegoing song — another winter warmer.  

Your tears are just temporary relief.
Your tears are just a release of the pain, sorrow, grief.
Your tears are expressions that can’t controlled.
A little crying out is alright,
but after awhile you won’t have to cry no more;
don’t you worry, God’s gonna wipe every tear away.

Chorus 1
I won’t have to cry no more,
I won’t have to cry no more,
I won’t have to cry no more
when I reach the other shore.

You promised me joy and peace,
oh what a blessed, swee relief,

Chorus 2
He’s gonna wipe, wipe,
wipe all of my tears away.

Bridge
Wepping may endure for a night,
joy will come in the morning.
Hold on to His unchanging hand,
brand new day is to come.

Chorus 2

Chorus 1

Vamp
He’s gonna wipe,
wipe,
wipe,
wipe.

Hands on funeral for homeless man

Friday, 30 November 2012

 

Undertaker Rupert Callender in Totnes is appealing to his fellow townspeople to turn out to help carry the coffin of a homeless man, Michael Gething, through the streets to his funeral — and then on to the burying ground at Follaton, just outside the town. 

Rupert Callender said: “The act of carrying his coffin all the way up the hill to Follaton Cemetery is quite a physical commitment, so we’re going to need the help of the townspeople. This is a simple way for people to come together and show respect and solidarity.”

Mr Gething died of hypothermia. He is the fourth homeless person to die in Totnes this year. 

The BBC report states that the purpose of the procession is to highlight homelessness. Knowing Rupert a little, I suppose that his purpose is actually to give Mr Gething a decent, respectful funeral, and to hold it where he lived. Inviting the people of Totnes to bear some of the burden would seem to be wholly appropriate. 

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Hope for heroes

Friday, 30 November 2012

 

It’s been quiet for many undertakers and celebrants recently (though not in Scotland, our Caledonian agent tells us). Don’t despair!

Hat-tip to Vale

No easy day for Special Force Black

Friday, 30 November 2012

 

To Hereford for the inaugural meeting of the newly-formed Guild Of Outstanding Funeral Staff, an invitation-only body of elite funeral service professionals dedicated to restoring rigour to funerals. The Guild stands in opposition to what it identifies as the ‘beeline to blandness’ being pursued by funeral directors and celebrants in response to consumer calls for celebration-of-life funerals, which the Guild disparages as ‘nothing but grief-bypass therapy’. 

We enjoyed a short film from their training programme for funeral celebrants showing the correct way to arrive at a crematorium. It cannot be embedded for technical reasons beyond our comprehension, but you can see it here

When We Get Over There – Hezekiah Walker & the LFC

Thursday, 29 November 2012

 

November is the deadliest month (after Dec, Jan and Feb). Ain’t much praisin’ to be done, you may feel. How wrong you are. Hearken unto Hezekiah and the guys and gals of the Love and Fellowship Choir as they welcome the prospect of bidding “good bye to the troubles of this life”. Perfect for a mid-winter funeral. Sorry, homegoing.  

Troubles will be no more on the other shore

Peace and rest
Home at last
When we get over there
When we get over there

O how happy the day
When I say good bye to the troubles of this life
A city bright and fair
Where the streets are paved with gold
And they never grow old
He promised me a mansion there
Where they’ll be no more worries and no more cares
And the joy that we’ll share can not compare
Troubles will be no more

Troubles will be no more on the other shore
Peace and rest
Home at last
When we get over there
When we get over there

Lead: O what joy?
O what peace
O what happiness
When we get over there
Repeat twice

Everyone: O what joy?
O what peace
O what happiness
When we get over there
Repeat 8 times

When we get over there
When we get over there
When we get over there
When we get over there

Bunch of boobies?

Thursday, 29 November 2012

Who are these people? Find out here.

“These pink blazers show the insidious creep of cause marketing. Chicken buckets, perfume and now your friendly neighborhood funeral director. It will literally follow us to the grave. How soon before we are offered pink granite headstones with a tasteful (and licensed) ribbon symbol replacing the dash between the dates of our births and deaths?

“The idea of creating breast cancer awareness at a funeral seems idiotic. I don’t see how you could POSSIBLY be more aware of anything else while attending the services of someone who died from metastatic breast cancer. For me, it would truly be the final insult.”

Source: Katherine O’Brien at ihatebreastcancer

 

 

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