Beautiful, Broken, Tragic and Lovely – Our First Loss

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A sad and beautiful and tragic and lovely day. The first memorial service I’ve attended for a Deer Creek resident. We only knew her for the last few months of her life. Confined in speech and movement. Bella and she hit it off – she would smile when she saw Bella coming, but she and I did not connect like that.  I could do little more than pat her hand and perhaps take her back to her room when she had had enough of life outside her room.

The preacher said that by the time she was in Deer Creek, her teaching days were long behind her. He did not know that she was still teaching, still loving children up to the end. She was Bella’s favorite person to read to – Bella would go to her room and offer her books to choose from. I always made her take books with beautiful pictures along with Bella’s typical Dr. Seuss choice – I thought she might prefer beautiful pictures. But that lovely woman would choose Dr. Seuss for Bella to read.  Green Eggs and Ham, to be exact.  And they smiled together.  And Bella read.  And for a moment, I believe all was right in her world.

I heard a song at this service that I had never heard before – apparently it was before my time. “Lord of the Dance.” We’re all familiar with the Celtic version. Did you know it is actually a Christian song written by Englishman Sydney Carter in 1963?  He borrowed the tune from the Quakers.  Perhaps you have heard of the song, “Simple Gifts”?  (Also a favorite of mine.)     

Lord of the Dance (Sydney Carter)

“I danced in the morning when the world was begun
And I danced in the moon and the stars and the sun
And I came down from Heaven and I danced on the Earth
In Bethlehem I had my birth.

Dance, then, wherever you may be
For I am the Lord of the dance, said He
And I’ll lead you all wherever you may be
And I’ll lead you all in the dance, said He.

I danced for the scribe and the pharisee
But they wouldn’t dance and they wouldn’t follow me
I danced for the fishermen, for James and John
They came with me and the dance went on.

Dance, then, wherever you may be
For I am the Lord of the dance, said He
And I’ll lead you all wherever you may be
And I’ll lead you all in the dance, said He.

I danced on the Sabbath and I cured the lame
The holy people said it was a shame
They whipped, and they stripped, and they hung me high
And they left me there on a cross to die

Dance, then, wherever you may be
For I am the Lord of the dance, said He
And I’ll lead you all wherever you may be
And I’ll lead you all in the dance, said He.

I danced on a Friday when the sky turned black
It’s hard to dance with the world on your back
They buried my body and they thought I’d gone
But I am the dance, and I still go on

Dance, then, wherever you may be
For I am the Lord of the dance, said He
And I’ll lead you all wherever you may be
And I’ll lead you all in the dance, said He.

They cut me down and I lept up high
I am the life that will never never die
I’ll live in you if you’ll live in me
I am the Lord of the dance, said He

Dance, then, wherever you may be
For I am the Lord of the dance, said He
And I’ll lead you all, wherever you may be
And I’ll lead you all in the dance, the dance, in the dance!”

I believe we all are serving a purpose up to the end.  Don’t give up on yourself – somebody somewhere needs whatever you have to give, even if it’s just an ear to listen.  We love you, Kay.

 

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