I received this in the mail today and wanted to share it. It is so nice.
Death is nothing at all. I have slipped away into the next room. I am I, and you are you. Whatever we were to each other, that we still are. Call me by my old familiar name, speak to me in the same easy way which you always used. Put no difference in your tone, wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow. Laugh as we always laughed, at the the little jokes we enjoyed together. Pray, smile, think of me, pray for me. Let my name be the household word that is always was. Let it be spoken without effect, without trace of shadow on it. Life means all that it ever meant, it is the same as it ever was, there is an unbroken continuity. What is death but a negligible accident? Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? I am waiting for you for an interval, somewhere very near, just the corner.
All is well.
-Canon Henry Scott Holland (1847-1918)
Isn't that just lovely! I would have included it in the sermon if I had it sooner. Everything went smoothly today. We had plenty of food and all the left overs we donated to the Gospel mission. My men looked so handsome in their suits. I have one more day to rest and then back to work. It will be good.