I am sitting at my desk at work right now; I feel extremely dazed; I went to all of the services for Fr. John Scratch and the grief, as well as the intensity in intimacy that the services gave, is still overwhelming. I have not had a good night’s sleep since he died; the first two nights I would wake up, crying; like I did when my Grandfather died—whose name was also John—the last two nights I have woken up and thought of him, of his family who miss him, and of the services… I am still overwhelmed by the sheer somber and great beauty of the services; it was very profound.
I wish I could explain what I had the great honour of being part of, but for now I must keep working and hope to rest in a few hours, when work is over for the day…
Memory Eternal to Fr. John … and many prayers said for his family and his church….
2 comments:
take care of yourself eh?
May his memory be eternal.
You are so blessed to have known him.
I've only heard the many stories of people who loved him so much.
yes, i am blessed. thank you victoria...
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