Children's Liturgy Sunday July 29th 2007
29th July 2007
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Today we talked about the way Life is a
circle going round- we come from God and we go back to God.
Sometimes we feel happy and sometimes we feel sad.
Today was Faith's birthday, so we all felt happy as we sang to her.
Sadly, a year ago today, Ray died. Lots of us remembered him, because
he served on the altar at our mass and for many years at St. Joseph;s.
We can see his picture in our new 'Altar Servers' Corner' in our liturgy
room, which we have called 'Ray's Corner'.
We talked about how we still love someone after they have died; we can
still talk to them- they still love us.
We listened to a poem.
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That
poem was written by Safi, aged 8, for his grandfather, who had just died.
Love goes on after they are parted. Memories are very important. You can
tell from the poem that they shared many happy times. The images (pictures)
Safi gives us seem to be magical, because they are about feelings, not
just things that happened.
We drew pictures of Safi's memories or of our own of someone we love,
and put them in our box. |
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Here
is another child's story.
Beth was 10. Her mother was worried she would be too upset by her grandparent's
funeral, especially by seeing the coffin.
Beth said she would be alright, because she knew that our bodies were
only the shell and our real selves were like the pearl inside. After
we die, it does not matter that we put the shell into the ground, in
a coffin, or as ashes, because the pearl is with God.
We treat the shell gently and ask God to look after the person, because
we still love them. we miss them and we need to remember and talk to
them.
Ash is made when something is burnt. It is like grey dust. Some people
want to be taken to a crematorium, where their shell is burnt and the
ashes are put into a kind of jar called an urn. Then the urn is buried,
just like a coffin- or the ashes are scattered in a place that mattered
very much to the person and their family. |
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The
priest puts another sort of ash on our foreheads at the start of Lent,
to remind us we all come from God and we all go back to God.
We visited the Garden of Remembrance. We took flowers to mark out that
it is a quiet place of love.
We saw the place where Maggs and Theresa's Mum's and sister's ashes are
buried. Maggs had put flowers in the place. We saw where someone had put
a little statue of Saint Francis to remember their family. Then we saw
the place where Ray's ashes are buried. His wife, Mary, had put a lighted
candle near the stone with his name on. |
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We remember all the people of the parish whose
shells are resting in the garden.
We ask God to bless all the people who come to rest here and all our friends
and family who have died. We still love them. Amen. |
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Today,
a priest called Father Willibrod was visiting from Tanzania. He came to
say thank you for the computers our parish sent to his parish. He loved
our children's liturgy and said he would be looking at our website in
future.
Here are pictures of the people in his parish at Uchira building their
own church. It has rooms underneath for a children's school. Now it is
completed and has all the windows and doors said Father! |
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